No poetry today for me,

I went to town, a shopping spree.

With Annabel we hit the shops,

Browsed in Zara, tried quite a lot!

I bought a shirt, it’s cream, quite pretty,

And track pants too, useful, easy.

We went for lunch in Bon Genie,

It’s nice in there, albeit posey.

It’s where the posh ladies meet their friends,

Think Gossip Girl for older women!

They dress sport-chic, beige, greige, blue.

Their hair is coiffed, they’re tweaked and smooth.

We walked around, saw gorgeous things,

Who buys them I have no idea!

But it’s fun to look, to touch, and dream.

I love nice things, but most of the time,

I’m sat right here at my computer.

What’s the point of buying stuff,

That sits on hangers in the cupboard?

Oh, it seems I wrote a poem,

It’s not my best but what the heck!