Circe Laughing at Her Swine

Circe mans the cash register and smiles
And says: "Everything here is now on sale".
Inch by inch the local mall spreads for miles
Across the country on a grander scale.

"I own them when they spend more than they've got
For nothing will satisfy their hunger
For what the T.V. tells them they are not.
Look, they'll buy anything to seem younger

But soon they hate the face in the mirror.
Your Puritan ancestors take it hard
After they came for God and nothing more."
She laughs as she takes my credit card.

"You fools forgot as you turn to beasts
That enough is as good as a feast."