Mall

Mall

A Poem by Red Rose
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I wrote this when I was TEN years old. It's a limerick about being obsessed with the mall. Looking back, it makes me laugh hysterically.

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I love to go to the mall

And look at clothes both big and small

But I walked in the door,

and I found this great store,

and so now I can't leave there at all.

 

And no matter how hard I try,

I can't stop finding new things to buy.

It's a purse or a shirt,

or some pants or a skirt.

I must end this obsession of mine.


© 2010 Red Rose



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I nearly peed myself... I loved that!

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Red Rose
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