Ungrateful Me
My Present
The parcel felt quite squashy,
in an interesting shape
Took ages to unwrap it,
due to miles of sellotape.
I thought it may be cashmere,
mohair at the least
Or perhaps turn out to be,
a very sporty fleece.
I unwrapped it, oh, so slowly,
thought I’d be thrilled to bits
Horror, smile, say thank you,
for granny’s homemade knits
It’s not that I’m ungrateful,
can’t return it to the shop
Add insult to the injury,
no one will do a swop!
Glenys Halliday
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