The queue was about 40 people long.
The store played a very awful song.
His wallet home, he guessed the amount he would need.
Carrying, in hand, the cash for this important deed.
Checking out, the worker said, “£27.50 for this stuff.”
He looked at his hand…he didn’t have enough.
Thursday, 19 March 2009
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