Shopping day...
Shops are bulging
bright and big
boldly buzzing
words and things...
Baritone
and treble song
sharp soprano
trill along...
Notes exchanging
nice and new
colours - red
and green and blue...
New-borns crying
toddlers tease
squeaking trolleys
airy wheeze...
Nuts and popcorn
coffee hiss
scones and fruit cake
breathe the bliss...
To the car
pack the boot
shopping day
is such a hoot...
Joy Weare,
27th August, 2010.
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