Thrift Store Blues

Thrift Store Blues    
† †  
The background music is the eighties † †  
But her mind swims further upstream † †  
While her fingers sort used clothes † †  
Which she cannot afford † †  
Her manager notes she seems self-absorbed † †  
With her mind not on her work † †  
But this thrift store holds the key † †  
To her preoccupation † †  
For one personís trash is anotherís treasure † †  
And that futon gives her dreams † †  
Of a firm mattress for her aching back † †  
The stereo with a five-disc changer † †  
Would play her disco boogie † †  
Without ads to interrupt † †  
Yet the overalls she just hung up † †  
Would take her to an America of cornfields † †  
Where her great grandma † † †
Worked alongside the men † †  
And people grew their own food † †  
With grocery stores the last resort † †  
But her dreams lay fallow for another season
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