There's a world to explore inside a thrift store -
From snow skis, clock radios, a shell from the shore;
Puzzles galore though not always complete,
Playing soccer this year? Then look for some cleats.
Shirts from the 80's, pants red in color,
There's a purse for your sister, cassette tape for brother.
Your mother would like that jacket with feathers;
Your father that straw hat for shade from the weather.
Pencil sharpeners, crutches, picture frames and toys,
Toys, toys, toys, for little girls and boys.
Lamps and love seats, overalls and shoes,
Fishing poles and dinner plates, a cookbook for stews.
Autographed picture of Richard Simmons,
Yellowed undergarments for both fellas and women.
Books upon the shelves reaching up to the ceiling,
If you're looking for specifics then stay through evening.
Wet suits, bow ties, softball uniforms,
Velvet portraits of rainbow unicorns.
Hockey pucks, tweezers, clown noses, and chairs,
ATARIS, fish tanks, and lots of cookware.
It's closing time now and not a thing in my cart,
Can't find what I want, well there's always Wal-Mart.