Everyone’s scrambling
To stock their cupboard shelves
Enough to feed themselves
Once the snow hits
Packing their bags with treats
Like cookies, beer, candy
Rreal food would be dandy
Milk bread and eggs
The problem is you see
Everyone buys so much
Stuff they might never touch
To feel secure
©2022 Annette Rochelle Aben
A revealing poem. This is exactly what happens – panic buying.
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it IS crazy!
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Spot on, Annette. Nicely done! 💕🙂
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Thank you, Harmony. As we are expecting quite a bit of snow starting tomorrow, this IS precisely what is going on. Even those who know better are acting goofy.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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