Numbers will be reduced per store -
That has never happened before.
No more grab a trolley and go,
It will be much less frantic, though,
I have a list of things to buy,
With some alternatives to try,
I'll go down at half-past four,
When there won't be too many more,
It will be bit late, I know,
But I hate standing in a row,
How many more will have to die
Before we bid this curse good-bye?
Copyright © Beth Evans | Year Posted 2020
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