Ripped off again

Just spent hours penning a poem..

Hit "preview", got access denied!

All of it wiped!

I will try a second time.

I won't be beaten 

I'll tell them that

It will take more 

To shut my trap........

 

Christmas shopping:

Not online;

The old fashioned way. 

 

My adult son likes Japanese so into the city, I like to please...

 

Following my phone:

Eight hundred meters to the shop;

Get there: out of stock.

 

'Go six hundred meters back up to the top!'

 

As luck happens: there's a game shop on the way:

 

You see I have a friend  he's a really good bloke, on the bones of his arse..and that's no joke.

 

He lost everything that he built,so it is no surprise, that depression and loneliness live by his side..

 

 

Anyway, he created a board game sounds pretty good. Although I haven't played it! And maybe I should.

I felt excited for him when I seen the shop...

Took a photo and in I popped.

 

Spoke to the fellow that run the store, to ask him a question,  to find out the score.  

 

You see my friends background was in printing, we could pay to churn some out...

Not that great at marketing to get it off the ground..

 

He gave me a contact, and off I went...

 

 

Seems this day is heaven sent. 

 

Now at the bookstore:

A massive place;

Took up half the second floor!

Battled the crowd to the comic help desk:

"The Japanese section is at the other end!"

(No time to rest.)

A thank you very much...

And off I went...

 

 

I feel this day is heaven sent.

 

 

Found a Japanese: 

help me to decide;

Bought for Mangas, 

Off I fly!

 

Told my wife I would only be a few hours, if I gets much later,I'll be forking out for flowers!

 

Next mission:

Find a belt. 

 

A leather one, not a veneered strap, that cracks and breaks; I didn't want crap..

 

Found a place:

Helped by the phone.

Off we go: destination unknown. 

 

Found the store:

Oops, the wrong one!

The girl understood:

It was all in fun.

 

 Right next door was just what I needed:

The belts were good but not the right size..

She gave me directions to their store inside-

 

Now, that store is Myer, in case you don't know, it has six levels and there all on the go....

 

 

I suspect it's designed to keep shoppers trapped. 

 

 

"Up on third. That's where you'll find that."

 

Found them after ages looking around the belt was perfect. 

 

Another one down.

 

What have I done?

I suddenly felt crook;

Somewhere? I had lost the Manga books!

 

I couldn't believe it,  what had I done?

 

Going back to the bookstore wasn't my kind of fun..

 

Hooray!

Found them, back at the fourth shop, the one that sent me on this Myers hop..

 

Only one more present-

It's for my wife.

 

The days getting long, I could be in strife?

 

Haven't had breakfast, not eaten on the trail.

So I dropped into a pub, for just one ale...

 

Back on the train:

We meet at three. 

(That's the wife and me)

 

On the train I get a call from my sister:

Her husband in a wheelchair, they live on a small farm, or their own.

She is now seventy, I haven't seen he for decades but we do talk on the phone.

Her husband is in agony  as she explained:

The burning is like torture, on the inside of his limbs, although on the outside he doesn't feel a thing.

He describes it as like having your flesh torn from your bone 

And here is my sister doing it on her own.

He been on some medication for over twenty years, not sure what is was, but being addictive seems quite clear.

They were told this week there is no more..

Global supplies has disappeared 

When new stock arrives?

There not sure.

I have digressed, but it's a hell of a state.

We have no real pharmaceutical production down here, it's controlled by big pharma, that much is clear.

The government recently has compounding chemist in the sights, accused of being careless, dangerous in fact.

It's a corporate takeover. 

You can at least see that 

 

They feed us with poison, then when we get sick, they sell the solution..

A fair bunch of pricks. .

Now no misunderstandings, it's not me or you, or Bill Gates or some fool that we never knew.

If we can't see the cause the problem just grows..and it's not out there, it's under our nose..

 

 

Off the train:

Silver earrings I heard her say:

I am a little early;

Hooray!

I found a pair I thought she would wear:

Similar to some I bought her before-

Said to the girl: "I might be back " before I walked out the store-

 

Well, that prophesy seemed to come true when wife told me that I don't have a clue!

 

Shown me some that suited her:

(Lucky enough, we were in the same store!)

 

Exchanged earrings, while my wifes not about:

 

Christmas shopping over:

Have no doubt. 

 

Almost broke:

Can still pay the rent...

I think this day was heaven sent.