You don’t need that, you’ve plenty
How do you know…you say
Excuse me, don’t tell me that
We bicker along the way.
You forget what you have
We’re here to buy
You want more lotion
Or shampoo…I sigh.
When you pick up an item
You want in your head
Once you hold it
I’ve got that…you said.
On we trod through the isle
You comment, I look and smile
You’re having fun, I can tell
The day is actually going well.
Copyright/ Sheila Grimes/ November 23, 2012
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