Trader Joe's.

The gutter may profess its love

Then follow it with hesitation

For there are just so many of

You out there for rent

 

A stronger girl would shake this off in flight

And never give it more than a frowning hour

But you have let your heart decide

Loss has conquered you

 

You've won one too many fights

Wearing many hats every time

But you won't win here tonight

Done