Stretching a pound!

Stretching a pound!

Bargains bargains bargains galore -

From our ceiling to the floor.

Red loving clocks with loud tick-tocks

Tasty tea bags to stripy socks!

Holiday cases, purple vases,

A bright Blue flannel for our faces!

Something for our clothes to dry.

It’s good to browse and great to buy!

My cats’ now got a bed to sleep -

That nowhere else could sell so cheap!

Blue green yellow coloured towels;

Garden gnomes with gnome like troughs.

With orange knives, lilac peeler,

Chopping boards or bathroom sealer!

Nails, weighing scales, curtain rails,

Just go there if all else fails!

My dove soap, so low priced;

Vegetables all neatly sliced and diced.

Red lights and some flavoursome bites,

Ovaltine for our good nights.

The cushion covers in every hue,

Something for the dog to chew.

Handy red baskets to carry the logs

When cold and raining cats ‘n’ dogs.

The money box, all things faux -

Can’t wait to see their future stocks!

Plastic greenhouse, plastic mouse -

Take them home to show my spouse!

From seeds to beads to plastic reeds,

Birdhouse and some birdie feeds.

Purple bathroom, mauve colour tints

Toothpaste in a tasty mint.

Animal skins for my next of kin,

Pretty tins, lime green bins,

Curtain rings, Handy thick string!

But there’s one more thing...

You can have a laugh

With some of the staff!

I look around my colourful dwelling

Did I really need what you’re selling?

But On days off I Look around

While it stretches out my pound!

Linda Lawrence

20^th September 2013

Back to school (for my son)

Back to school! (For my son)

Open your bedroom windows –

And let in some light!

There have been far

Too many sleeping days

And awakes at night!

Favourite games you’ve played

Stuck in your bed -

And you haven’t washed

One hair on your head!

Your worn clothes are still

All over the floor

Along with broken biscuits

And crisp packets galore.

All manner of objects

I’ve never seen before!

With my hands on my hips

But what can one say?

Your bedroom reminds me

Of impending doomsday...

It seems to me

You are now nocturnal

And at the moment

I don’t feel that maternal.

The dust has mounted

But your days are numbered;

I’ve not even counted

The hours you’ve slumbered!

Open your blind -

At your window pane -

You’ve missed some sunshine

And odd showers of rain.

But very shortly

It won’t be the same,

Now it’s time again

To use your brain;

Go back to school

Concentrate on your studies

Come back down to earth -

And be with your buddies.

But when you go back

It will be too quiet,

No one to argue with

No more midday riots!

The house will be clean -

Including your bedroom!

They’ll be so much more room -

With plenty of headroom.

So! Before you flee

Don’t forget your bag,

Grab your key,

Take your phone,

Pick up your lunch,

Can’t wait ‘til you’re home!

4^th September 2013