CELIA'S POEMS

            No 27   April 13

            I feel like I’ve been out today,                 

            On a shopping spree,

            I’ve been to sort my wardrobes out,

            The things that I did see,

            I didn’t really want to go,

            But now I am quite glad,

            I found things hidden in there,

            I didn’t know I had,

            If I really told the truth,

            I wasn’t always sure,

            If the thing that I was holding,

            I’d ever seen before.

            I’ve lots of different sizes,

            ‘cause my weight I can’t keep steady,

            The bedroom looks like a jumble sale,

            When I am getting ready.

            At one time they all fitted me,

            And that’s what makes me mad,

            I suppose it doesn’t help the cause,

            The stew and dumplings I just had.

            Some did actually fit me,

            Now I am “fit to drop”,

            So when they let us out of here,

            There’s some bags for the charity shop.