Originally Posted By: Tromboniator
My brother built a grocery store
To annihilate our mother.
The building was a carnivore,
'T'would eat what it could smother.
He rigged the soap aisle to collapse,
But Mom shopped in another.
A quirk of fate it was, perhaps:
An aisle ate my brother.

edit: Nice work, Jenny.

Also nice work, Peter - I was trying to do something along those lines also but couldn't bring it together.