Plastic problems.
Just four little numbers,
How could you forget.
The queue's getting longer,
They're not happy I bet.
Was it a five or maybe a four,
Oh bugger this love,
Let's get out of the door.
The assistants not helping,
She's just tapping the till,
If I was you dear,
Tell her to keep bloody still.
A day out shopping,
Wasn't why I signed up,
Let's go to a cafe,
And have cake and a cup....
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Author:
P.H.Rose (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: thought I'd post a light Hearted one... My wife has almost No memory sometimes.. It is so funny.....
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BRING BACK GREENBACKS ALL IS FORGIVEN ! Thanks for a bit of humour PHR ~ we are all getting a bit serious as the minutes to 2017 (THE YEAR OF THE TRUMP) drawers nearer ~ We all panic when we have $200 w0oorth of food in our trolly and the cash card machine says ERROR ~ HORROR ! Thanks for SCARING ~ BRIAN
Ha ha. No problem
Brian.... thanks
nicely done P.H everyone has had this problem, cash & carry ole mate! ww
Thank you WW
It was so funny
Oh, I feel the pressure..hahaha. Yes, go and get a drink and relax. That is the best approach!! Very cute!
Thank you WBL
It's so funny
She gets so stressed
Welcome! And, I do not blame her at all! Too many passwords and pin numbers these days!
Very nice poem P.H.! Oh the horrors of plastic! Always keep cash on hand I suppose. Great job on this one. Happy New year!--Christina
And a happy new year
To you and yours
Chrissy...
Thank you for your
Comments
I can relate to this one, had a good chuckle, enjoyed it very much...
Thank you NAP.
A happy new year
To you and yours..
Lol love it
Thank you Tony
All the best to
You and yours
This new year
Welcome, all the best to you as well in this new year
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