So Sad...

Our supermarket is called Seimiya,
And it has its own shopping mall.
Among the shops there is Fujiya,
A delight for one and all.

So cheery and bright was this little store,
Whose fare was pies, cookies, and cake,
Ice cream, candy, boxes of sweets galore,
Heaven that the bakers there make.

I often went there if I had an excuse,
Some little thing to celebrate.
Its cheery store front was so hard to refuse,
And we all loved whatever we ate.

It wasn't just me; all the people in town
Would go there to get sweet, little gifts,
All the wonderful things that could wipe any frown
And give any dark spirit a lift.

But alas, someone found that the top management
Had been making a horrid mistake,
Telling stores to use expired ingredients
When they made their cookies and cake.

The managers said that they saw nothing wrong;
They thought chocolate would last a long time.
But the government would not accept such a song,
And they said it would count as a crime.

It didn't stop there; the problem was far worse,
And it all seemed like someone's bad dream,
For Fujiya's past-date ingredient curse
Also included butter and cream!

The managers said, "We'll take all the blame!"
The government said, "You're damned right!"
And now there is dirt on Fujiya's name,
And in the store there is no light.

It took many decades for this chain to grow
And make everyone fall for its spark.
It took only a week for that spark to go.
Now the shop sits there, shuttered and dark.



Corporate corruption can be such a sad thing...