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Confession
Dear Supermarket Manager,
I admit it: it was me.
I was the shopper
that stuck googly eyes
on an orange,
a watermelon,
a copy of Prince Harry's book
and a poster advertising your bacon
and then took photos.
I thought it was a good idea!
Buoyed by tales of other adults
pulling similar stunts,
then giggling at the results,
I thought it was a good way
of spreading cheer.
Now I'm feeling paranoid.
What will happen
if your CCTV reveals the culprit?
Will I be asked to leave the store
like the woman who rearranged the mugs
to spell out rude words
in Marks and Spencer?
Can you actually punish me
for sticking eyes on inanimate objects?
Fun as it was,
I think I'll save my other 992 sticky eyes
for less risky situations,
and behave myself in the supermarket.
So please don't bar me,
or worse still,
make me buy that copy of 'Spare'!
Hmm.
The steering wheel needs some eyes, doesn't it?!
I admit it: it was me.
I was the shopper
that stuck googly eyes
on an orange,
a watermelon,
a copy of Prince Harry's book
and a poster advertising your bacon
and then took photos.
I thought it was a good idea!
Buoyed by tales of other adults
pulling similar stunts,
then giggling at the results,
I thought it was a good way
of spreading cheer.
Now I'm feeling paranoid.
What will happen
if your CCTV reveals the culprit?
Will I be asked to leave the store
like the woman who rearranged the mugs
to spell out rude words
in Marks and Spencer?
Can you actually punish me
for sticking eyes on inanimate objects?
Fun as it was,
I think I'll save my other 992 sticky eyes
for less risky situations,
and behave myself in the supermarket.
So please don't bar me,
or worse still,
make me buy that copy of 'Spare'!
Hmm.
The steering wheel needs some eyes, doesn't it?!
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