Here's who to blame
The Chinese government began it all
Those wild creatures traded in that wet market
I mean
Secrets were kept too long
It's self-evident
Air travel spreads it abroad
With inadequacy of testing before and after
And
Track and trace always playing catch up
With
Government policy changing
We discover
Hospitality is shutting down
And to our dismay
Entertainment is no longer viable
So where can we go and spend?
Retailers feel under threat
Me too
Teachers are angry
Also
Hospitals can't cope
There's no child care for key workers
Then we hear reports that
Not distancing
Many young people are partying
And they say that
Wearing his mask
Even for Santa
Leads to tiers
This spread of Covid-19
While it's still out of control
We'll have to cope
On our own
Blaming others
Grumbling
Now read from bottom to top.
Once again I point out that the form "reversal poetry" is not recognised by Poetry Soup.
Slow down! by Viv Wigley
The first week of September,
still no sign of Halloween,
a shop window full of Christmas cards
the second I have seen.
By the time my Pumpkin's binned and
fake spider on its last legs,
the shops will all have tinsel and
a stack of Easter eggs.
New year brings Summer holidays,
and brochures through my door,
Burns night there's bonfire toffee,
it's almost ten months before.
I'm getting on in years a tad,
my pace of life will slow,
retailers make the years flash by
as fast as it can go.
I'm hoping I've a few more years
before my life goes down the pan,
Oh,no- I'm only sixty-two,
here's ANOTHER funeral plan!
The American Boxing Day
Is one where the retailers pay
For unwanted gifts
Received from spendthrifts
They can't possibly give away
While older retailers like JC Penny and Sears are dying
Newer behemoths, think Walmart and Amazon, are flying
Unemployment's under 4%, at historic lows
Though real income's been a bit slow to grow
Oil and natural gas cost less than years past
Cars my cost more, but now they're built to last
Consumers are spending big bucks at the turnstile
Their confidence higher than it's been in a while
The Stock Market keeps hitting new all-time highs
Robust corporate earnings are a big reason why
Though victims of murder or rape deserve all of our pity
It's a fact that crime is way down in most every big city
More cars have been sold; more jobs been created
Technology's amazing; our every wish automated --
Yet there's unrest in the land; protestors take to the street
Over gender inequity, income inequality, the latest Trump tweet
Is this the 'Paradise on Earth' for which mankind's been waiting?
Materially, maybe. Spiritually? -- Now that's worth debating
Money to invest?
To stay ahead of the rest,
Not sure who you can trust.
Look no further,
Nothing can be surer,
Buy one for your mother,
Sell one to your Brother,
No longer a need for a broker
Guaranteed to be the best labelling gun on the market,
Can hit a moving target,
Faster than a speeding rocket,
Most retailers willing to stock it,
No licence fee to hit you in the pocket.
Comes with free sample of most frequently fired labels,
Bigot being just one example of what can turn the tables,
On those with a case of the grumbles,
We can also custom make labels to suit most tastes.
As required by law we do have to put a warning in the fine print,
That labels can leave a lasting imprint,
On the environment
And we do not recommend their use on an infant.
Don't be put off by the price,
If you want to enjoy a life
That does not include trying to remove labels with a knife,
Because you chose to be nice
And let the other person have first crack with a labelling device,
All because you did not take my investment advice.
If you want Christmas before Halloween, just go to the stores.
In Walmart you will find Christmas trees by the scores.
Why do we need Christmas in the Fall?
In October it is already Christmas at the mall!
By Christmas time we are all burned out,
Seeing decorations months in advance at the checkout.
I wish they would wait at least until November.
But it is the almighty dollar the retailers remember.
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People glower; horns get louder -
I wonder why a drive so dour
was ever termed rush hour.
.
Dollars followed by point 99
Are dollars with one more assigned.
Retailers think shoppers math blind.
Business phones in America evolved
With English as option, not default,
Like a blond joke saw phones solved.
In the USA, I cannot afford to die
So place my body atop funeral rates
Until they pass sky for heaven-high.
Halloween is marketed in July,
Followed by Christmas in August –
Greed's gone awry, I won't comply.
Medical care doesn’t care at all,
Should be re-termed medical gall
As many are ill from medical appall.
The law fits fine if one is rich,
Others needing a justice hit
Need a thief’s help to pay for it.
Let me end my sad word hurl
As born in my dramatic world:
Hyperbole debris, reality decreed.
Once again we find the holidays upon us
Earlier and earlier we simply confess
Thanksgiving's not here
Retailers do sneer
Such is the life of commercial excess
the ebb and flow of this ocean surrounding me,
consumes my waking being
thy waves of love lap at my soul in
ever-rising surges...
so high the tides of erotic delight,
that one can scarce a breath release
to swell the seas of thy passion so high...
that i may drown me in you
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Urban legend now bared to the bone
Yet its trademark can no larger store clone
No glossy signs, spacious lots fealty to hone
But in colloquial parlance a tradition has grown
Larger Discount stores with dignity stand alone
Corner grocery, its squalid tenement doth bemoan
Manicured plots, concentric lots posh boutiques tone
Corner mart encased in fragile clapboards; skyscrapers of stone
Dilapidated phone booth anchors the curbstone
Squeaky door, bristling bell on entry doth groan
Large retailers, in furnished bakeries bake cakes, fancy scones
Mom and Pop, in one-stove kitchens; yeast rolls, cornbread pone
Serious browsers in large retailers with oversize carts spendthrift prone
At corner store, single-minded shoppers poach sustenance, then are gone
Large franchise with hefty profits and in fertile market sown
Corner grocer in depressed neighborhood; indebted to Savings & Loan
Who took the M out of magic
The A followed close behind
G didnt want to be left alone
I and C says, please be kind
Can we not stick together
Why have we drifted away
Why aren't we enjoying christmas
Who said humbug to this festive day
I know we have lost loved ones
Very close to our heart
Did they remove the magic wand
Or did the retailers do their part
Commercial christmas it is now
That should be its new name
Gone is the feeling of a family show
Its a crying shame
So as we sit down to eat lunch
Spare a thought for people with less
Especially the word Magic
Who wants to spread happiness
So come on smiles on faces
Light the candles say a prayer.
Cos its christmas day
We have magic here
Shopping Spree
It was a big shop, large as warehouse it sold everything I didn’t need;
and the shop was empty of staff. The thief in my thought: if I had a van
I could back it up to the entrance, take everything in sight drive off
and sell it to retailers who would say when I was caught, we bought his
stuff in good faith. I could make a thousand Euros, but would have to
spend it fast by going to nightclubs and be the big guy paying drinks for
everyone; and beautiful women would fawn over me.
Finally a shop assistant came chewing on a burger and smelling of
fried onions. Asked me what I wanted. “Two batteries for my remote
please.” They cost 67 cent. He didn’t have the three cents so I told him
to make it seventy. This pleased him no end, but having robbed
the shop I could afford to be grand. Coming home the batteries were
not the right sort, but never mind, they could be useful for something
else, say, to run my toy car.
Standing on the street corners with nothing to do,
Spitting, shouting, smoking whilst drinking taboo,
No money but wishing and pouncing fags,
People assume they the sporn of the council estate hags,
Crack heads, Scag heads everyones opinion,
People know nothing they only just seen them,
But what lies within the true soul you ask,
Many dreams and ambition but scarred of rejection under their dark mask,
Lots kids who speak out in blasphomy to saviour attention,
Tried it at school, ended in dismissal or suspension,
Everything costs money and these kids are so bored,
Retailers brought out computers not something these kids can afford,
But now people moan about this technology being sold,
Kids play too much? The arguments are getting old!
You mock these kids, does it make you feel better?
Explain it to parliament and put it in your snobby little letter,
How can they learn morals when you have opinionated them?
How can they respect society when society don't respect them?