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Jan 2017
I know you’ve seen my load
My bulging treasure trove
Stacked on the check-out belt
Shiny corporate logos showing

Yes, I can afford branded goods
Why pay less
When you can have the best?
No white labels for me
No generic boxes that scream
I am poor
I wouldn’t be seen dead
With three day old bread
What, recycled toilet rolls?
My ****!
'My ****!' a crude British expression, it roughly translates as - I don't think so.
Written by
Edmund Grimketel  65/M/Wessex, England
(65/M/Wessex, England)   
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   Eric Martin
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