CELIA'S POEMS

No 350        February 28

Last year we went out shopping,

Before the world went mad,

You didn’t appreciate the freedom,

It was just something that you had.

One of our calls was at Sainsburys,

At the door where we walked in,

Was a young woman with a stall set up,

Offering orange juice with no additives in.

She said it was just fresh orange juice,

Nothing had been added,

We tried some in a paper cup,

Then put it in the bin provided.

Her speech went on for ages,

How it was really pure,

I stood as much as I could take,

Couldn’t listen any more.

I read one of the cartons,

And read the sell by date,

It lasted up to 12 months,

My views I had to state.

I said if I squeezed an orange,

And left it a day or two,

I wouldn’t want to drink it,

And I’m sure neither would you.

So how come this you’re selling,

Is alright until next year,

You’re telling all these people,

No additives are in here.

She couldn’t find an answer,

She was embarrassed I’ve got to say,

When we had done our shopping,

The stand had been put away.

What do they put in things today,

When I put my spread together,

It will have all been freshly made,

But Mr Kipling’s lasts forever.