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Sometimes what you're hungry for ain't in the grocery store, but rather, it might be out there pushing shopping carts. π πππ
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She was looking for some comfort ποΈποΈ ποΈ
from the traffic and the heat βοΈπ₯΅
-a fill-up for her hunger
and a place to rest her feet.
She glided through the sliding door
of the local Trader Joe's,
looking like a million bucks π° π₯ π°
from her head down to her toes.
She said, "Please, Sir, can you help me
'cuz I'm looking for a treat
- a scrumptious slice of heaven π
for a soul that's feeling beat?"
The wise, old man smiled and said,
"Check in the other aisle, βοΈ
but be careful when you see it, π
or you might stay here a while."
'Cuz it ain't the frozen cherriesπ
or the potent Tuscan kale. π₯¬
In fact, it's something better,
but it's really not for sale.
That somethin' that you're looking for
won't just come in a box; π
it's a limited edition
that no place really stocks.
It's not found in a basket π§Ί
or some sweet, low-fat ice cream π¨
If you want the cream of the whole crop,
then you will find your dream." π π π
"Ahhh," she thought, "Euphemisms, it would seem." π€
So, she headed to the bakery π§ π© π₯§
and then on to the beer π»
- past the wine and to the chips
without a hint of cheer.
She strolled on to the flowers, π πΉ πΊ
and a pretty view was found,
but nothing that could satisfy
and a tear dropped to the ground. ππ₯
But another kindly helper came
and said, "Can I help you, Miss? π
You look like you could use a lift π
or a boost of instant bliss.βοΈ
And please don't mind me saying this,
but what you're looking for
has stepped outside for just a bit
and right out through that door." π
"And it ain't no Snickerdoodle,
or those chocolate-covered hearts.π€π€π€
It's out there in the parking lot
just pushing shopping carts!" π π π
"So tell the cashier when you depart
to...
Leave the quinoa, and ditch the peas,
and pass on all the spices, π§πΆοΈ
and say, "Void the Fennel, please!
And, keep the salsa, skip the cheese, π§
and hold the munchies, but most of all...
Void the Fennel, please!'
'Cuz you don't need to gobble, girl,
to wobble in your knees!"
So, she took a step outside at last
into the scorching sun ππ‘οΈ
onto the old, asphalt lot,
where no one goes for fun.
But, there it was- just the thing
-the one she was looking for. π―
When their eyes met, they both knew
the sparks would fly galore! β¨π« π π
No, it wasn't near the produce π₯π π₯
or the finest Cabernet. π·
It wasn't at the check-out,
gluten-free or Chardonnay. πΎ
See, the dream that she was dreamin' of
didn't just come in a box. π
It was a limited edition
that no place really stocks.
And, he ain't no Snickerdoodle
or some chocolate-covered hearts. π€π€π€
He's just out there in the parking lot
just pushing shopping carts! ππ π
So, she kindly said when she did depart, π
"I'll leave the quinoa and ditch the peas,
and pass on all the spices. π§πΆοΈ
And, Void the Fennel, please.
And, keep the salsa, and skip the cheese. π§
Hold the munchies, but most of all,
Void the Fennel, please!
'Cuz I don't need to gobble, Sir, to wobble in my knees!
No, I don't need to gobble, Sir, to wobble in my knees!
And...Void the Fennel, please." π
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Shadows & Dust,
released October 1, 2020
Music & Lyrics by Nych Hansen
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