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The Shopping Bag …#Poem

The Shopping Bag

 

Shopping bags 

of plastic made.

Use fabric ones, 

till corners fade.

 

Leather ones,

of decades past.

Still stand strong,

‘twere made t’ last.

 

But all will fall,

close or flop.

When time it comes 

t’ pack the shop.

 

Open – they stay,

all down the isle.

Till reach the checkout

with a smile.

 

Down items slide

to the checkout well.

Make bags collapse,

were standing still.

 

Milk is used,

to prop inside.

Turn – it falls,

 takes down the side.

 

I’ve propped it up,

turn – it stands.

I’ve fallen behind,

 so use both hands!

 

Bag it closes,

to block the food.

Now i’m cursing,

change of mood.

 

Cashier firing,

goods down fast.

As though I vexed them,

in the past.

 

No longer bagging,

but trolley fill.

Get to my car,

then bag I will.

 

A § M 

14/04/2018

    

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