Steven Harris


The Cow In The Shop - Poem by Steven Harris

Walking into a shop to grab more beer
going up to the counter with
my four pack
and the woman has alook on her
face that suggests i've broke some
golden rule
whatever that is
she should conjure up this rule
enlighten me with her wisdom of
rules
i hand over whatever money i have
she takes it
puts it in the till
hands over the change
and a piece of paper thats not
even big enough to wipe my
arse with
thank you, i say bearly
i leave with a sense of success and
pride
i have my beer
enough money left to buy a sandwich
i hopefully won't remember that cow
tomorrow
but she will remember me when i go back
in looking for more beer
and maybe even whiskey.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, June 13, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, July 30, 2013


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