I really didn't need to go
But I found a reason to leave
I got in the car, put her in drive
To shop at Stuff Mart
...just a little bit
I didn't want the whole
A piece of the pie would do
What they left were crumbs
The part unnecessary for pleasure
...just crumbs, really
Don't bother to get up
I can still walk and get around
Your requests must be met
While mine can remain, unfound
...just...for...a bit
No, I am not a victim
I left that way long ago
I grew a pair, manned up
Realizing the cost for care
...just...justice would NOT be served
I decided a hug was too much
I decided consideration a debt
Reciprocity demands service
And I, well, I am unwilling to pay
...so, I JUST...stay
Written by Trudy Schrader on 09-24-2026
I stopped and stared as saw him from a far
As he was getting out of his fancy sports car
My heart skipped and felt my body tingle
I knew I must try to meet him and mingle
I followed him into a vintage antique store
A store full of eclectic treasures and more
I was right behind him as he held the door
I smiled as he winked, not sure what’s instore
I decided to try and search for my collections
Old cookie, jars, antique prints with no imperfections
I found an old Currier & Ives cat print that is rare
Brought it to the front desk, set in an old armchair
I heard a man behind me ask if I collect many antiques
It was him, from the car, as I turned with flushed cheeks
I told him I do love to shop at antique shops and mingle
He is so handsome, friendly and hopefully very single
He asked if I would like to join him at the coffee shop
It was a fun day as we shopped and mingled nonstop
That was our first date before I became the love of his life
Today we’re back, celebrating twenty years of being his wife
On my way to the shop at Kondele,
A lady approaches,
She is scantily dressed,
her breast merely visible
below the 'see me through' boob-top.
Exposing more than a saint should view
Her skirt barely covers her upper thighs.
I look at her and feel loose.
She has nothing to fear
She smiles looking at me in the eye,
I freeze.
‘Baby boy, we can talk.’ she says.
I hesitate and wants to leave
but the Lot's wife in my head says,
'Dont you see she's fine.'
I say ' Really? let's talk.'
She grabs me by the hands
and lead the way to the stairs.
soon we are upstairs,
And I am tasting the berries already.
She grabs my chest,
I pause
Then she says softly,
It is already 500bob.
I freeze.
I only have 50bob for milk,
yet I’ve scooped a premium butter.
Sudden warm sweat dots my face,
Not from the exercise,
But from shock.
Again, I freeze
On my way to the shop at Kondele,
A lady approaches,
She is scantily dressed,
her breast merely visible
below the 'see me through' boob-top.
Exposing more than a saint should view
Her skirt barely covers her upper thighs.
I look at her and feel loose.
She has nothing to fear
She smiles looking at me in the eye,
I freeze.
‘Baby boy, we can talk.’ she says.
I hesitate and wants to leave
but the Lot's wife in my head says,
'Dont you see she's fine.'
I say ' Really? let's talk.'
She grabs me by the hands
and lead the way to the stairs.
soon we are upstairs,
And I am tasting the berries already.
She grabs my chest,
I pause
Then she says softly,
It is already 500bob.
I freeze.
I only have 50bob for milk,
yet I’ve scooped a premium butter.
Sudden warm sweat dots my face,
Not from the exercise,
But from shock.
Again, I freeze
On my way to the shop at Kondele,
A lady approaches,
She is scantily dressed,
her breast merely visible
below the 'see me through' boob-top.
Exposing more than a saint should view
Her skirt barely covers her upper thighs.
I look at her and feel loose.
She has nothing to fear
She smiles looking at me in the eye,
I freeze.
‘Baby boy, we can talk.’ she says.
I hesitate and wants to leave
but the Lot's wife in my head says,
'Dont you see she's fine.'
I say ' Really? let's talk.'
She grabs me by the hands
and lead the way to the stairs.
soon we are upstairs,
And I am tasting the berries already.
She grabs my chest,
I pause
Then she says softly,
It is already 500bob.
I freeze.
I only have 50bob for milk,
yet I’ve scooped a premium butter.
Sudden warm sweat dots my face,
Not from the exercise,
But from shock.
Again, I freeze
I always dressed exactly like my dad.
New fashion never interested me.
No sooner in than it’s gone out of date.
I’ll not spend money on a passing fad.
It’s all a con as far as I can see
And being conned is something that I hate,
Not that I’m a square: I get there in the end.
I have a system that I think is great.
I shop at Oxfam for my clothes you see,
So I still keep up with each fashion trend.
Just five years late
The Cake Shop
There was a small cake shop near the bath-house
If I had money, I would go in there for a coffee and a cake
the girl behind the counter smiled; I fell under her spell
and my heart beating too fast made me dizzy
Her name was Berta, the loveliest thing on earth
I must invite her out for a walk in the park.
She closed her shop at five, borrowed my brother`s tie, and used his aftershave. Alas, outside the shop stood
a man tall and handsome
I walked by and into a deep shadow.
When she came out, they kissed and walked hand in hand
down the road, she said something, and he laughed.
Devastated, I sank to the ground and bitterly cried
how stupid, the burning shame, I couldn`t go into her shop again, told him about me when she laughed
I found another place where an old lady of thirty served
I felt at ease with her; we laughed and often kissed
But life is not sweet chocolate, as I had to work with no education
I joined the merchant navy, a place for poor boys who didn`t want to work in factories and left dreams behind. Or did I?
Have you ever met a creature of the swamp
the kind that makes his home in the DC bureaucracy
I hear there are hundreds of thousands of them
I shop at Macy's, so why haven't I met one
Perhaps I should visit them at home, I've thought
but getting soaking wet, I'd have to remove my ascot
(Perish the thought!)
O, what's the use? I just can't find this alleged 'swamp creature'
I'm off to see 'Alligators & Crocodiles' at the Bijoux ~ today's double feature
When you go shopping, do you browse
And stroll up all the aisles,
Searching for surprising “Wows!”
That might elicit smiles?
Or do you clutch your list in hand
And check off every item
That’s always purchased as you planned
Each time, ad infinitum?
No matter how you shop, at least
When you’re back home, unpacking,
You’ll know that chances have increased
For some impromptu snacking.
He had the weirdest-ever haircut
And rode a mare that couldn't trot
Said car mirrors had blind spots
Was Paul human, or a robot
No one could recall Paul ever eating
or on his 'diet' ever cheating
He changed clothes behind locked doors
Never went to shop at stores
One day at last the truth leaked out
And now we know without a doubt
For Paul had two severely crossed eyes
Because he was ~ the lama dalai
Stay at home
shop with computer, laptop or phone
With an app
you can get that
Deals deals deals
shopping thrills
Bargains galore
buy a little more
No parking worries
No walking in a hurry
No rude crowds
No paying lines for miles and miles
Shop at home stress free
even get free delivery
Wonderful technology
Black Friday get what you want and need.
Both tourists and islanders shop at this store.
It sells souvenirs, cold drinks, and much more.
Find them on many streets in Honolulu.
Leave the city, and they're all over Oahu.
Explore these stores on the Big Island too.
Go to their shops on Maui and Kauai.
They even have places on Molokai.
Their selections and bargains are worth a look-see.
These Hawaiian convenience stores are called ABC.
"live your best life today for tomorrow is uncertain. You may even die"
sold shop at seventy for soul satisfaction - run over by car
Follow your camels to the desert
Take a right turn at the next stop sign
Eat vanilla yogurt with strawberries
Get your digestive system right...now!
Count your blessings except the last one
Have sex within your species
Avoid complications in breeding
Shop at markets that are open
Eat at Joe's if you have money
Eat donuts with holes
Make sure the middle remains when you leave
Leave a tip for the waitress
Have her baby if she is friendly
Buy a dog, a cat and a mattress
Sleep in the desert
Count the humps on your camels
Make sure they have the right amount
Watch the sun go down
Make sure there is only one
Remind yourself which planet you are from
Travel to the stars but only in your mind
Wear a sweater because it is cold out there
Laugh and cry every day of your life
Be a wise guy and if you are a girl be a wise girl
Know that you are alive before you die
*Do not die without permission (It must be in writing)
Have a degree in writing (Temperatures not included)
Rumors
In the celestial coffee shop at Beetle juice street
where the usual crowed of chatty spirits meet
those fallen one’s at they latest rumors
while others flattering with giggle humors
oh firmament of caffeine and all other ine
every bodies foamy concubine
they said I will be coming around
sometime poetic sometimes loud
pushing buttons where are non
better take some sweet muffins for the run
chasing more hilarious firmaments that shine
then not everything needs to rhyme
but days will come and memories slap your face
let me hold you there by your tempting little lace
every rumor has its element of fact
the endorphin riddled body is not intact
o delicious soul senses
temptress of my dependence
bitter smell of roasting beans and chocolate
universe of mental apparate
do not led to temptation
hope I have in reservation
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