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I Went To Iceland

Today i went to Iceland The supermarket not the place Trying to find a short queue Turns into a race Elderly lady at the back Tries to jump the queue Those further forward voice their anger “Hey, we were here before you” The lady shrugs her shoulders With two trifles in her hand Standing ages just for that Wasn’t what she had planned Trolley at the front of the queue Contains enough food to feed an army Woman says “Most of it will get thrown away” Queue looks at her as if she’s barmy Small boy in a pushchair Clamouring for his sweets His mother says he'll have to wait They're under the cooked meats Man with a tray of lager Legs buckling under the weight He says they're for his party From seven tonight until late Someone gets tired of waiting Puts her goods back on the shelf She mumbles she's going to Asda Where she can serve herself Girl in the queue decides She'll use her phone to pay her bill The checkout girl says into her mike “Can you open another till?” Lager man gets restless Drops his tray of cans on the floor Pushes his way to the front of the queue And dashes out through the door The small boy thinks he’s waited Long enough for his sweets So he reaches out to the check-out And helps himself to treats The mother sees what he has done And snatches back the loot So the small boy retaliates With a kick from his right foot The queue is getting longer And tempers start to tray I put my basket on the floor I’ll go back another day

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 2/18/2017 11:48:00 AM
Ha Ha!!!! I was there - I was the elderly "pushy" lady. But, hey, my pacemaker was slowing down! Seriously, a fun write.
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