Surprise Skinny Poem

I heard (unconfirmed) news that Florida wasn't getting any spring breakers. I thought of Panama City, a place that got rid of their tourists and was expressing regret. I wrote this poem in the Skinny form back in 2020 while vacationing there just before the lockdown. It was a found poem based on the signs on their wretched souvenir shops. The poem never got in The Skinny Poetry Journal. It was either rejected or I never sent it. 

Panama City Shack

Store Closing Sale
Knives!
Unique
Gifts
JUUL
Knives!
Alligator
Heads!
Hoodies!
KNIVES!
Store Closing Sale