
Guilt
Delivery, yay!
The nice Tesco man is here
Hold on, whose are these?
I never ordered
Two packets of sausage rolls.
Some pensioner’s dinner?
I wait, will he come back?
No. Then the mystery meat
Will be J’s dinner.
Persons attempting to find a motive will be prosecuted; persons attempting to find a moral in it will be banished; persons attempting to find a plot in it will be shot.
3 comments:
What
No tatties?
misdelivered meat
in soggy pastry cases
deserves a sonnet
(-the renga verse form-
linking modern haiku thoughts -
belongs to Sainsb'ry!)
have we sold language
to highest bidder? No. It's
a three for two deal...
bargain!
*shuffles away, shaking head*
NB: I thought: a haiky for tesco, a sonnet for sanisbury's, a vilanelle for Waitrose.
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