I was walking down the street,
Shopping in hand,
When I saw her,
Saw her with two,
Two not one,
Collection tins!
There was no way I could avoid her,
I rapidly moved towards her,
Tried to avoid her eyes.
But then I looked again,
They were not tins,
They were mugs of coffee.
Luckily she was standing outside Specsavers,
So I went in
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 28th, 2017 01:24
- Comment from author about the poem: This happened yesterday morning.
- Category: Humor
- Views: 70
- Users favorite of this poem: Mugsdaddy, Accidental Poet, Laura🌻
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Comments10
Oh lol, good write Gold. At one rather eccentric church they had two collections. One was literally a hat passed round! But no surprise really. Some there are potty enough for anything! You know, usual things for a Vicar's leaving-do: two African warriors with war paint yelling ooh-arggh and all that rubbish. The Vicar was embarrassed, though a bit eccentric too himself.
Fun...
That is what it was meant to be, thank you MD.
I doubt if out trans Atlantic friends will appreciate the reference to Specsavers but that doesn't matter - still a great fun write.
They may not, thanks Michael.
Yes, I was rather puzzled at the mention of Specsavers, but that's ok. Think I get the idea of it. Great write Goldie.
Thank you AP.
Don’t need glasses to see the humor, fun poem
Thank you WL, we must have humour in our lives.
Thanks Goldfinch! very clever
Thanks w c much appreciated.
Goldie, this one is precious and funny. Goes to show that life is all about expectations. Sometimes the brain tells you one thing when reality is another. Good write!
I assume 'Specsavers' is maybe a second-hand store like Goodwill over here.
Spec savers is an opticians shop, for eye testing and buying spectacles, in the UK there us a standing joke that if not seeing something in a real or unreal situation people say “You need to go to Specsavers.
Thank you! Now I got the hidden meaning of the poem. Makes it even better!
Very cute poem! LOL Enjoyed the read GF!
Thank you Christine, most kind.
Enjoyed the read, Goldfinch!
Thank you Laura, much appreciated.
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