A Lady Handbag

A lady´s Bag. 

A handbag is a handbag…is
They may come in different 
Shapes and sizes but inside 
Chaos reigns. 
Don´t try to be helpful when she
Is looking for the car keys 
You will only be shocked by 
Its content 
Be patient even when it 
Rains and she remembers the keys 
Are in the other bag the one 
That matched her shoes 
 
A handbag is a handbag…is
Try to tell that that to my wife.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Collins Avatar
July 14, 2013 at 7:49 AM
Must be some kind of instinct.
Cheesman Avatar
July 12, 2013 at 4:59 AM
Hehehe......Amusing poem......I think I can very much relate to this poem as a woman who changes her handbag all the time.......Shaz
Hansen Avatar
July 12, 2013 at 6:40 AM
thank you Shaz
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