How Times Have Changed
Do you remember bygone days, when you and I were nippers?
When grocers, just sold groceries and fishmongers sold kippers?
A time when bakers, baked our bread and butchers, carved up meats
Newsagents, sold us newspapers and sweetshops, sold us sweets.
We had fresh milk delivered every single day,
Post offices provided stamps, to send letters on their way.
Now supermarkets sell the lot, it's where most of our money goes,
So sad to think, that these large stores, have forced small shops to close.
As well as food, these stores sell clothes and as if that's not enough -
They sell CDs, computer games and loads of high tech stuff.
You can purchase Lotto tickets, while standing at the till,
You can also top up mobile phones, when paying your grocery bill.
Well now its Christmas time again, it comes round once a year,
The time for spreading happiness, Glad tidings and good cheer.
But it's hard to have a cheerful face, while standing in this queue,
I've almost lost the will to live and I think I need the loo
There's a woman right in front of me, with trolley piled up high,
You would think a war was coming, you would think the end was nigh.
Hooray I'm through the check out, at last my shopping's done,
So I send to you fond greetings - Merry Christmas everyone!