Christmas Shopping Poem by Phil Soar

Christmas Shopping

Rating: 4.5


In a rush to buy her present
I tripped upon a stone
I gashed my leg and cut my arm
And hurt my funny bone
I crawled along the footpath
As I strained to get in-store
But the gift had gone from the counter
And was not there anymore
So I cursed my luck and left there
And limped all the way home
And promised I'd try tomorrow
And be less cumbersome

Monday, December 8, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: Christmas
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Tom Billsborough 05 April 2016

It's a bit late for reading Christmas poems but I'm glad I read yours. Its jaunty rhythm brought me to live at this ridiculously early hour 5.20am! I read your two previous poems re Christmas too and was very impressed with your sense of rhythm. And the humour isn't bad either. Tom Billsborough

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