Sales-Day

Sales-Day

A Poem by team-sophie

They charge from all direction,

Wielding their umbrella swords,

And shopping-bag shields,

With a force matched only by,

Car crashes and extreme weather.

Its a case of everyone for themselves,

In this irritating social battle.

I am but an invisible object,

Between them and their goal.

© 2008 team-sophie


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Added on May 12, 2008

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team-sophie
team-sophie

Belfast, United Kingdom



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