My feet beat a rhythm across the Shopping Arcade floors,
and in through the swinging doors.
Up speeding lifts, to counters packed with attractive goods
and gifts.
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Tis the rythmn of the super-store, that taxes pockets even more, but if you'll settle for a treat, then read this poem of the street... Great fun here Ernestine..thankyou for sharing it Love duncan X
This one reads beautifully out loud Ernestine - you really HEAR the clever rhymes within rhymes that are the hallmark of this(tongue in cheek?) account of glamour and feel good consumption. The tap tap of your feet is captured by the tap tap of the rhythms you have used so effectively. Great poem. love, Allie xxxx
Wish i was with you, too..Great Ern! i love this..so so enjoyable to read! thanks.. hugs, Meggie
Hey Ernestine, nice little shopping spree....and hope you had a nice visit!
The only thing left out of this charming shopping trip....was lunch with a pal! So.. let's do lunch soon, O. K.? Loved this little ditty....
I'm sure that you don't need all that make-up and are as pretty as a picture without it. Loved this poem, a great insight to the female world. Andrew x