Dr. John's Sex Emporium

Poems of Everyday Life
Doctor John's Sex Emporium

So I took my mother
to the doctor
to get a shot for the pain in her hip
and on the way back
decided to stop
at the Walmart near her
to get several items she wanted:
the "right" toilet paper,
as I had gotten the wrong,
a ream of printer paper,
saline nasal spray,
knee-high stockings,
and two bananas.
But I turned in the wrong drive,
just one short of the Walmart,
and ended up at
Doctor John's Sex Emporium,
a lingerie, and sex-toy store.
A funny moment ensued.
We laughed.
I love my mom.
She's a class act.