Knows that bright, dazzling sign,
Dollar store wares and Walmart-savvy staff,
It is one of a kind.
Now sixty-five years old, it's up for sale,
And it won't stay a store,
Probably hasn't made a penny in years,
Free birds given at Thanksgiving no more,
Instead this hallmark of the Mirvish clan,
Becomes prime real estate,
Another piece of land to develop,
Lots of money to make.
It's always been,
A symbol against greed,
A reminder that things can just exist,
Without making it something that you need.