By Ovidiu Alexa • Published on 5/4/2025
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In aisle five, where pickles gleam, And cereal boxes stand and beam, A sausage lay, quite plump and round, With sneezes that would shake the ground!
This Sausage, oh, so pink and bright, Sneezed pepper with all of his might! Ah-CHOO! He boomed, a mighty sound, Sending ketchup jars tumbling 'round.
A Shopper, Ms. Penelope Plump, Reached for some grapes, then felt a thump! Ah-CHOO! Again, the sausage cried, And prunes went flying far and wide.
The Grocer, Gus, with hat askew, Tried to stack cans, but what to do? Ah-CHOO! The sausage sneezed once more, And created a river of apple core!
Tomatoes rolled, like bouncing balls, Across the aisle, and down the halls. The Shopper slipped on a banana peel, A chaotic scene, incredibly real!
The Grocer tripped on a rogue zucchini, Landing smack-dab in the linguini! But then, the Sausage, sniffled low, "I think... I think... I need to go!"
He waddled off, a sneezing spree, Leaving behind a grocery spree! Ms. Plump and Gus, covered in goo, Agreed it was the funniest trip, through and through!
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