* On A Mission Poem by Ernestine Northover

* On A Mission

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Through the shopping Arcades
full of various trades.
Folk go on a mission
with just one ambition.
To find some great bargains
within some tight margins.

Funds are in a low state,
makes the poor heart deflate.
No designer labels
laid out on ‘posh’ tables,
will attract them to buy,
when the price is too high.

Window glancing today,
at what’s put on display.
Credit cards, they are bad.
Build arrears, so sad.
Save enough, pay your way.
Best advice to convey.

A much happier you,
when you’ve paid what is due.
What you’ve bought is now yours,
no account at the stores.
Why be saddled with debts,
loaded down with regrets.

If you reserve your cash,
don’t go spending slapdash.
Then the sum will be good,
to spend just as you would
For there’s offers out there,
on clothes ready to wear.

Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: shopping
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ivor Hogg 31 October 2009

Hard cash is acceptable everywhere why spend what you havent got for things you don't because they seem like a bargain

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Indira Renganathan 13 August 2009

Very different from generally spoken themes...preaching good advice...and I like these lines.. 'Credit cards, they are bad. Build arrears, so sad. Save enough, pay your way. Best advice to convey.'.. thanks very much

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Meggie Gultiano 07 August 2009

good advice, Ern..good message.yes, i am with you here..but sometimes, times is hard, and so we sometimes go on credit. I hope i have enough cash on hand..(LOL) Good write. A pleasure to read. Love you, Meggie

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Andrew Blakemore 06 August 2009

I usually come back from shopping empty handed nowadays, I hope I'm not turning into a Yorkshireman! Eeee by eck, this is a fine poem lass. Love, Andrew xx

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Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr 05 August 2009

My God, this could be a justifiably modified co-pledge of allegeince for Britain & The U.S, young lassie who has been lost in cyber-space for ostensibly eons & light years...and acores more! I see there be ne're a fleck of rust on ya' missy! __________SHIPS ON SITE_________ What a treat, that we meet you and i Too bad our chances with lotto won't find Such timing & luck, but that's alright Cuz seeing your name on this confounded site Is our ships finally passing in the night. I bid you good sailing, 'til we meet by the light. Frank/FjR

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