Eight long rows still left to explore,
My obese cart makes me worry.
"Hey, can you reach these hellebore? "
A little voice asked all merry.
Cute tomatoes adorning charm;
I obeyed her, feeling sorry.
First time I checked-out at her arm,
Off for a place far from dreary.

(from Kwoa's ~naive~ World Trip
https://effycreations.com/kwoas-world-trip/)