Shopping for handbags,
Shopping for shoes,
My delight never flags,
It’s an indulgence I chose.
The man in the black
Has just bought some serviceable brogues,
The salesman out back
Says that they fit several vogues.
It’s a day like so many,
When I want to buy everything.
Resistance? I’ve not any?
Because shopping is king,
© Caro Ness 2015
Shoe Shop
18 Wednesday Feb 2015
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