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Introduction
This
is what I wrote after coming back from shopping in town, hot, flustered,
and tired.
The
Inconvienice of Christmas
Christmas is
coming!
I hate this time of year.
My shopping takes me ages
And I lose my festive cheer.
The shopping
centre's packed
I cannot park my car
The drive in takes me ages
Although it's not that far.
I queue for
hours in line
Just so I can pay
It's enough to make me shoplift
Takes the goods and run away.
And now I have
to brave it again
Just to pop down to the shops.
I'll be in town for ages!
And I only need some socks!
Oh, the inconvenience
of Christmas.
Copyright;
Phillip Mitchell
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