No Gain Without Pain Poem by George BernardBloodyShaw

No Gain Without Pain



Christmas shopping.
Again, the pain,
a thought so stark
will I even get
into the car park?
I only needed
to nip in,
a quick purchase
to make.
T'was deer steak
I wanted.
Oh dear, it's raining.
So I made a quick dash
oh, that was rash,
no deer steak
just rain
and a beef steak
to boot.
So I'll stay mute
about Christmas shopping.

Monday, December 7, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: christmas,shopping
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