you would think that to-day
was the only day to shop
there were hundreds of people
in every one of the shops
one could hardly move
up and down the supermarket aisles
because all the aisles
were crowded for miles
it was elbow to elbow
in the shoe store
one had some difficulty
getting through the doors
at Wade Street butchery
the customers were crammed in
we were like a shoal of sardines
in a John West tin
why everybody wanted
to be out shopping I'll never know
you'd thick that there no other
days of the week in which to go
from here on in shopping
on Mondays won't be happening
cause the crowds of people
made me feel like screaming
Jan 13, 2014
Jan 13, 2014 at 4:23 AM UTC
you would think that to-day
was the only day to shop
there were hundreds of people
in every one of the shops
one could hardly move
up and down the supermarket aisles
because all the aisles
were crowded for miles
it was elbow to elbow
in the shoe store
one had some difficulty
getting through the doors
at Wade Street butchery
the customers were crammed in
we were like a shoal of sardines
in a John West tin
why everybody wanted
to be out shopping I'll never know
you'd thick that there no other
days of the week in which to go
from here on in shopping
on Mondays won't be happening
cause the crowds of people
made me feel like screaming
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