"Saturday At The Mall" - Poem by Bob Lennon
On arrival at the mall the husband
wishes his wife good shooping and
assures her that he will keep himself
amused. And then off to the giant
book store where he finds plenty of
subjects that grab his interests.
And then there is the fast food court
with lots of tasty treats.
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