Cobbled Town Shopping

I took a trip to a cobbled town To waste some time and look around I entered a shop where time had stopped Treasures of the past, widely stocked Paintings faded by the years Old teacups freshly washed by volunteers Designer shoes, priced too low Too small for me, unless I chop off a toe A swaddled baby doll from 1952 Covered in eyeshadow of blue The owner clearly now long gone Never again to steal eyeshadow from her mum An album called the Unforgettable Glenn Miller Sorry Glenn, times a killer An embroidered skirt that I found Bought for just six English pound Then I went to one of those unique craft stores Boasting they were over 3 whole floors The building dated from 1700 Was it haunted, I briefly wondered They had an iron spiral staircase down What a beautiful creative playground Original wooden stairs went higher Crafty nonsense I did acquire I stopped in to a art gallery Talked to the artist in charge from 12:30 til 3! Shared my poems to words of praise It was clearly one of my personable days I surprise myself when I forget my guard Perhaps evidence liking me isn't too hard Then I walked in the rain without getting wet Felt more and more magical with every step Felt like puddles splashes didn't touch me Until they did and so I went home for tea