Boot Sale Blues
- By Lesley James
- Published 03/12/2007
- Poetry and Short Stories
Lesley James
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Boot Sale Blues
By dogs and other browsers, vests now rimed with soot,
Are smoothed and sniffed and carefully they’re put
With the denim skirt I loved when I was slim,
The keep-fit mat that failed to keep me trim and
Books on making candles, purchased on a whim
A Batman peddle-car; sans chain; with beep,
Is gone, sentiment lies huddled in a heap
With discarded disappointments – going cheap.
Lesley James (The Inn Scribers)
© Copyright 2007
