Waitrose produced a cheese-stick from Morrison’s ham and cheese Banana Republic eats chippings of biltong Tesco cries “I got Twix” and holds up a packet of Walkers H+M forks leftover chicken (à la King) from a Tupperware M & S is eating pre-sliced apples from a palm-sized packet Tesco is now eating a carrot stick Waitrose has finished off two fairy cakes (from a blue Tupperware) Banana Republic is eating Waitrose kettle-fried crisps Waitrose is now on to a nectarine M & S and H+M pass between themselves a foil-lined packet of prawn cocktail crisps
School children have been out in full force on end-of-term outings over the last week or so. One sunny midday, while sitting in my local park hoping for inspiration in tranquillity and sunshine, I was joined by a chatter of youngsters who sat down with their packed lunches. The identifying names in the poem are derived from the packets out of which some of the children drew their sandwiches, fruit and other morsels.
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