OFF ME TROLLEY

I really felt lamentable,

The way we think things expendable.

Going home I saw a shopping,

Trolley laying on it's side.

It looked up to me sadly,

It didn't want to die.

So if like me this story

Made you want to cry,

Support your local trolley.

Send me all your lolly,

So I can open a trolley supermarket.

For worn-out shopping trolleys,

Everywhere.

We use them and abuse them,

Rain or shine.

Leaving them anywhere.

So it's time lady's and gent's,

To show you  really care.

And if your pennies,

You wish to plough.

 Call,...

Off ME TROLLEY. NOW.

 

 





Poetry by Alan J Ripley The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2022-02-08 at 00:42

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shells
This made me smile and there's a good chance I'll be calling!
2022-02-10


D G Moody The PoetBay support member heart!
A brilliant piece - I'll never look at a trolley again without worrying about it!
2022-02-08