The Grossry Store

I was finally going to the Grossry Store!
I knew my needs, I had my files,
Time to shop the finest filth
Found in the vulgar wilds!

There’ll be eyeballs by the aisles!
Full shelves of puss filled vials!
Toe hairs!  All smells and styles!
Livers in slippery piles!
Sales on the sloppiest of Kyles!
A hundred forty-four types of boogery childs!
The very vilest of biles!

But all the foulest whiles,
The Grossry Store is
Nothing but pickles and mayo for miles!
Though, I suppose,
Pickles and mayo are pretty gross.