Walmartians’ Song

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Be together, not apart,
Every evening at Walmart.
When Normals are nearly gone,
Before the night is about to fall.
Rocks are up, caves go open,
Creeps crawl out to Walhaven.

Published by Robert Varga

Animal and literature, music lover, family guy...what else...oh, yes, coffee addict as hell! Someone who has the dream of becoming a writer. You could call it a goal. I’m earning my living, just like my dear wife, as a freelance DOer, since May 2017. That was the point in my life when I decided, I take all the control back and started to build my little and ever since constantly growing online businesses.

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