Unnecessaries
UNNECESSARIES
Some days when we need aliments
Or stuff to clean our residence
My wife sends me to venture out
With mission like a good Boy Scout
Well briefed with edicts firm conveyed
By She: one who must be obeyed
I go forth full of good intent
No thought to breach nor circumvent
With list in hand I scout for best
Of items to fulfil my quest
When eye in wayward fashion’s drawn
To piles of “When it’s gone it’s gone”
And little siren packs and parcels
Speak to me of tempting morsels
Biscuits, chocolates crisps and nuts
Lay there, seduce like wanton sluts
Returning home my bag replete
With stocks both needed and effete
Mid staple list I seek to bury
Little things unnecessary
I state my case as I intone:
“Man does not live by bread alone!”
The things that bring delight and joy
Lift spirits of this bad old boy
With love let’s happiness pursue
And relish what we have, not rue
Two hearts then gratified and merry
That my Dear is NECESSARY!
Copyright © Geoffrey Brewer | Year Posted 2020
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