A day shopping...or DIY

P.H.Rose

Walking aimlessly up and down
aisles after aisles,
Looking at clothes
different colours and styles.
Do I look fat in this
or does it make me look slim,
I've no bloody idea my love
I just want a big fat gin.
It's a hot bloody day
and I'm feeling a bit faint,
If I see another dress
I'm going home to bloody paint.
I thought I was getting
out of a bit of DIY,
But this isn't fun no more,
and I now know just why..

  • Author: P.H.Rose (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 4th, 2016 11:35
  • Comment from author about the poem: during the summer I thought I'd Managed to get out of a bit of DIY, !!!!!! out of the frying pan into the fire..
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • WriteBeLight

    Shopping can really suck, sometimes😊😉 Another great one!

    • P.H.Rose

      Thank you WBL...
      Bit of fun....

    • Jeff

      Lol...great write

      • P.H.Rose

        Thanks jeff

      • Augustus

        I loved going shopping with my wife and helping her choose colors and styles but I can understand. Enjoyed.

      • Christina8

        Great poem. With all the people it in the stores it can add to your nightmare!



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