Our Readers
POSOWOCO Correspondent!
To Sender

Dear Readers

Here's a poem about a Supermarket.In a future week I would go there.And all the shelves would be empty.Ready to be filled and stripped again?

Yours Sincerely, POSOWOCO

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Anyone wanting to go shopping locally?

Listen to a tune for non-leisurely shopping down the aisles?

You need something, you must have it now, now?

Somewhere to buy local?, i.e. no more than 1 mile away?

Local supermarket now open! We have grown up with a supermarket As a replacement for several shops, One place to get everything you need once in a while, sounds like a dream, The weekly shop at your local supermarket has now become daily to try and get the newly delivered stock, What was once a leisurely activity, Has now morphed into a primate hunter-gatherer experience.

Local supermarket now open!

we have grown up shops --

one place to get you need once

the weekly shop now

The Supermarket What was once, A lovely, gentle dance, Amongst the aisles. Is now something, For hunters and chiefs, And no smiles. What was once, For things already seen, And bought for all. There are gaps And lists to make, Again to fall. My shelves dry up, When times are scarce, But renewed by fall. 5th May 2019