Shopping really is a bore,
Another irritating chore,
One which weekly must be done
Today by almost everyone.
There's hardly anyone alive,
Who can happily survive
Without the need to shop at all
Even at a market stall,
But wouldn't it be nice if we
At some future date could see
A time when things would come to us
When we wanted without fuss,
And all that was of us required
Was thinking of what we desired.
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