Ran in for One Thing
Limerick
By Kristen BalyeatPublished about a year ago • Updated about a year ago • 1 min read
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I ran in the store to purchase one thing-
I wanted a tiny, shining gold ring.
Walking the aisles I saw this and that,
I filled up my cart till it was bulging and fat.
Bought more than I need but *sigh* I didn't purchase the bling!!!
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Kristen Balyeat
Words fly to me on the wind, bump into me as I'm strolling the city, splash me in the face while I rest by the river, and shake me awake in the middle of the night– I’m humbly one of the many vessels they use to come to life.
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This poem humorously depicts the relatable experience of getting distracted while shopping and forgetting the original reason for going to the store.