The Quest

They came in droves and they filled the store,

Faces straight, they were on a quest.

Carts overflowing, non-perishables,

That they’d safely keep in their nest.

An innocent act, at first it seemed,

But some… oh they failed the test.

They bought, and they bought, and they piled it HIGH,

Leaving nothing, not a stitch, for the rest.


Written for the Word of the Day Challenge: Quest