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Stockpile

When I was growing up, one thing I’d never understand Was why my mother didn’t keep Necessities on hand. I’d find there was no ketchup For my burger on its bun And running out of tissues Wasn’t really too much fun. Suppose I wanted tuna fish Or cheese on toasted bread, Most likely I would have to find A substitute instead. It didn’t happen all the time But just enough that I Replace all items when they’re low And that’s the reason why. So when the toilet paper rolls Are down to three or four, I know it’s time to head outside And buy a whole lot more.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 3/29/2017 10:16:00 PM
My mother was big on stockpiling groceries. She couldn't drive and had to depend on people to take her shopping and she didn't like to run out of things, either. I take after her a bit. I enjoyed your poem, Ilene! Blessings, Kim
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Date: 3/29/2017 5:07:00 PM
Excellent...I am the same as well
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Date: 3/29/2017 4:47:00 PM
Made me smile Ilene - i always try and keep a stockpile of essentials and toilet roll is one I would never run short of ... some things just can't be substituted lol lol:-) hugs jan xx
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