(a poem about some supermarket tolleys that are literally ed up of being pushed around)
searchlights scan
from supermarkets
six trollys have gone AWOL
they made the break
at five past eight
sick of Pepto Bismol
six tollys
they have gone to ground
upturned by the garden hedge
they've got to know some mattresses
who've been living on the edge
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ReplyDeletea poem about some shopping trollys (carts U.S.) That are literally fed up with being pushed around. Does exactley what it says on the tins......
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