Treasure Island

Stanley Cooper

(August 4th,1926 / New York City)

Shopping


Some people I know, are shopping mad
They love to walk the malls
Those shoppers get me so hopping mad
When shopping so enthralls

They shop for this, they shop for that
It makes no difference what
Earrings, perfume, skirt or hat
Their budgets go to pot

It makes no sense at all to me
That this to them is living
Insane it is to some degree
That’s why I am forgiving

To forgo finer things in life
Like baseball or even bowling
Does cause some couples endless strife
When continuing mall strolling

So I suggest this compromise
To all you mall fanatics
Stop buying all that merchandise
I’ll have less cause to panic

Submitted: Saturday, May 27, 2006

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  • Emily Henson (8/16/2008 8:12:00 PM)

    ARE YOU CRAZY? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? shopping is the bomb, what's wrong with caring about the way you look, it boosts confidence (Report) Reply

  • Ernestine Northover (5/28/2006 11:50:00 AM)

    Lovely write Stanley, and how right you are. Don't know whether you ever read my shopping poem, about the 'Sales' Called 'On the Rails', sort of on the same subject which is a wonderful subject to write about. I really enjoyed this read, it's amazing the stamina that these people have. Love Ernestine XXX (Report) Reply

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