The Car Boot

 

I am skint.

I need to make a mint

I gathered all my junk.

Barbie’s pink bunk,

Shoes that gave me blisters,

A china doll and her sisters,

Air beds for camping, 

A table for revamping.

Some preloved books,

Some for cooks, 

Mary Berry full of tips

Slimming World low fat chips.

A cheese board,

I am bored. 

An old holiday suitcase, 

We’ll take in just in case. 

M&S sun dress,

Old mirror some distress.

Cram it in, 

Saved from the bin. 

Take it to a grassy field,

Bargain hunters Eye’s peeled.

Children laughing loudly,

Carrying bargain toys proudly.

‘How much?’

‘Too much?’

‘Give you a pound?’

‘I will carry it round.’

‘You got a bag?’

‘It still has the tag.’

Everyone looks, 

Glancing at books.

Touching the fabric, 

Fresh from my attic. 

‘Snorkel or golf club?’

Rather go to the pub.

No one wants a stuffed fox.

Money in a little box.

Lots of coins, a few notes.

Even sold my winter coats. 

Time to pack it up,

Even granny’s old cup. 

Back next time to do the same. 

Carbooting - Great game!