The Handbag of No Return
Enter at your peril.
One day I took a peek inside
the lost and found, that had to hide
the make up bag , and perfume stand
the emery board to keep in hand
the cotton buds to clean your ears
the bacterial wipes to kill all germs
the polish to put on your toes
the tissues used to blow your nose
the bar of chocolate that's half eaten
the sticky sweet without its wrapping
the chewing gum has got no clothes on
the sewing kit without a purpose
the lipstick laying without its lid
the long lost keys, no holes to fit
the hairbrush filled with hairs and clips
the rubber bands , in case you need them
the dental floss to keep your teeth clean
the tenna lady in case of leakage
the spare pair of pants, for just in case of
the train ticket with now where to go
the one legged sunglasses, with no use at all
the battery there to make something work
the deodorant can with only one spray left
the long lost earring without a back
the five pence piece stuck down the crack
the broken pen that lives in the corner
the sticky plaster lived there even longer
In the pocket hid away , a pack of painkillers to ease your head
I turned around , Gasp!!! what did I see ?
The KITCHEN SINK starring back at me.
YOU ARE READING
Happy Hour Poetry
PoetryPoems from my Imagination. Sometimes its nice to find the child in you. When the world can be so serious.
