Saturday morning oh' what a bore
cars queued up by the score.
All waiting to go into a field
to fill their pockets from their yield
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Good write Sylvia, you have caught the whole scene so well and all the effort that goes into a Car Boot Sale. Great. Love Ernestine XXX
Oh what! ! this had me really laughing, , brilliant, your powers of observation, not even the crack under the label excapes you..Horray for the car booters and their very funny poems, Love Duncan
A great poem, this. Yes, it's really like that - all the dealers rushing in, rummaging through the stuff, and then people picking things up, putting them down, picking them up again. Funnily enough, it's the stuff I consider rubbish that seems to sell quickest! Anybody want to buy a set of Nat West piggies? Love, Fran xx