Home Comforts
I used to shop until I dropped.
Now I have stopped.
I do not need anything,
It's all a lot of rot.
The shops that are still open
As many of them have gone
Sell such a lot of rubbish
I would be ashamed to put it on.
My old frame needs brightening up
With some stylish clothes
Everything is shoddy
Even underwear and hose
I'll keep wearing my best nightie
And my cosy dressing gown.
With bunny slippers on my feet
I have no wish to shop in Town.
Copyright © Shirley Hawkins | Year Posted 2022
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