Supermarket Shelving

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    I wrote this one thinking of trying to make my baby sister laugh.

    Supermarket Shelving

    I arrived, at the supermarket.
    Then began to sigh, i must shop.
    Like a kangeroo, if i am to see my shopping through.
    Some shelves much too high, some shelves much too low.
    This is what to do, if it happens to you.
    Shop like a kangeroo.


    Down on the floor knees bent.
    grabbing the lower stuff, to my basket sent.
    Off on the spring upwards, nice and high.
    Grab from the top shelves, whats needed for the shopping basket.
    I must try. Started the descent, back to the ground, thud was the sound.


    Shopping at any hight, just like kangeroo`s.
    The answer i found, you get all your shopping.
    Highest of shelving, or nearest the ground.


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