Grocery shopping Poem

Every weekend I have to go to the store,
But even when I go, I always need more!

Coupons, lists, meats, veggies and fruits,
Oh man! What aisle can I find meds for the toots?!

My cart is overflowing with merchandise,
I snuck in some chocolate, which is my not so secret vice!

Now I must suck it up and go get groceries,
And be most certain to sneak in treats to please my ovaries!