Edited well after V-Day (Thanks for Comments)

[just mercedes]

 

The holiday has long since passed away,
And now they sell the surplus at big box stores.  after the iambic pentameter of the first line, this feels disjointed
The scalloped frills are often thrown in disarray,
And Pepe’ le pew cries ever l’amour.
A learned man may contemplate a famished arrow I don't get the allusion here
As he suckles proverbs or an acronym
and chuckles at the redness of a barrow
glazed with rain and brimming
at the wheel. What is William Carlos Williams doing at a Walmart?
Or a lofty student may spit
out his sugar candy
and complain with acumen and whit I think you mean 'wit'
about the bleeding nature of the moistened text.
Yet, most would probably ignore the cupid doylies
Crumpled by a misplaced letter x.
The clothing models beckon much more coyly
Than the faded chaulky symbols of one day I think you mean 'chalky'
And people come here to this store to rest.


 

Strange form - I kept wanting the meter to stay constant, as well as the rhyme scheme. But the idea that propels the poem, that of over-consumption I guess, feels right.