Saturday-shopping
I dreaded when young,
Dragged, another lashing
Off mother’s tongue!
Then into my teens,
And shopping alone,
Woking by bus,
Woolies, Smiths,
(slow route home).
I always bought enough
Note books to be,
Responsible for one
Rain forest tree.
Back then, in web-less
Nineteen eighty-five,
The Amazon, green,
Was hugely alive:
But ‘Amazon’ now
Is a rack of shelves:
Redundancy due
for Santa’s elves.
A Black Friday,
discounted, marathon;
Queue up now,
Cheaper trees @Amazon.
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