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I met a traveller from an antique land,

Who said—“Five vast and trunkless legs of stone

Stand in the parking lot. . . . Near them, on the concrete,

Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown,

And weathered lip, and sneer of cold command,

Tell that its sculptor well those passions read

Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,

The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;

And on the pedestal, these words appear:

Welcome to Sears;

Where America Shops!

Nothing beside remains. Round the decay

Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare

The lone and level mall halls stretch far away."

I just want to be clear for all the upvotes i'm getting, this is based off the original Ozymandias poem and not entirely an original work. But as someone who visited many a Sears in his childhood, nothing came close to describing the ennui of this meme.