Walking past the shops
They all try to sell me
Something, one better tagline
Than other.
Tired of shopping, confused
Whether I’m in to buy or being lured
I close down my shop to sit down
On the chair behind the cash register.
Seated down on the chair
I can see goods I need, able
To make shopping list
Before going back into town
to do my shopping.
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In the shopping street
The pop-up shops started walking
I pop up looking at all the pop-ups
Observing if there might be one
with permanent residency.
