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Below is the first verse of Thomas Gray's poem 'Elegy written in a country churchyard' which would be very familiar to anyone with a love of, or even an interest in, English poetry.

"The curfew tolls the knell of parting day,
the lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea.
The ploughman homeward plods his weary way,
and leaves the world to darkness and to me."

I would be amazed if the same were to be said of my effort, below.

ELEGY WRITTEN IN A TESCO CAR PARK

The curfew tag is treated as a joke;
a badge of honour, like her new tattoo.
She shuts her till, she's dying for a smoke.
She has a crafty light-up in the loo.

The lowing herd provides the beef and milk.
They buy it from the farmers at a price
which keeps the farmers' wives dressed up in silk.
A lovely thought, and wouldn't it be nice.

The ploughman ventures into 'Ready Meals'.
He needs to get a dinner just for one.
Then goes out to the car park to his 'wheels'.
A little yellow Massey-Ferguson.

The day is done, and darkness steals the light.
The trolleys lie abandoned everywhere.
I look and think it surely can't be right
to leave them lying there, but they don't care.

By the way, I do some of our shopping at TESCO; especially for half-price wine.
Well, every little helps!






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