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Cleared out the week prior, it's now fit to burst
Where do I accumulate so much stuff?
A crumpled reciept reminds me that 'Pete' was my cashier
That 2 diet cokes and a bag of plain crisps
Cost me £1.90, and urges me to come again
The number of old sweetheart
I ran into at the bank
Stuffed in the side compartment along with
Other long forgotten offers
'Give me a call! I'm at 0774...'
Wow, he'd changed, come into his own,
Bought a string of shops, and had his contacts on
A laminated blue card
The party invitation...from the girl in the office
That I really can't stand
But there are promises of champagne!
The pens, the lipsticks, the blunt and broken pencils,
The screwed up bits of paper and the countless
Bills, half empty packets of chewing gum
Story of my life...
Wonder what stories my bag will tell me next week?
well done terri, tres bien! reminds me of the book i am reading called 'loves me, loves me not' about a guy who has objects infront of him that remind him of this grl n he is getting rid of them but tells a ctory about them wich is why he kept them! well done terri ann my little cup buddy :) x me x
I liked this poem a lot. I never really thought about what the contents of my handbag or purse says about me. But this got me thinking and I like that. Great write as always. Keep sending me poems, thanks.