Waiting in a queue,
Getting in a stew,
Carrying too many bags
Of rolls for the loo.
As the queue moves along,
I notice a distant pong.
I look down and pause
As - shock, horror - I realise
that I've dropped the sauce!
Sauce and glass fly everywhere!
"You'd better clean it up!"
Said a lady with an evil stare,
As I mumbled something like "Er..."
She gave me a pan and brush.
I scrubbed it in quite a rush
To get the shopping home on time
And have tea ready before nine.
I feel like such a wally!
I really need a trolley.
I've got too much shopping, too.
It's costing loads of lolly!
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