This came to me via Christine Skelemersdale. She received it from a relative so I cannot credit the author. Hope it makes you smile! (other supermarkets are available!)
Wordsworth in Lockdown:
I wandered lonely as a cloud,
Two metres from the madding crowd,
When all at once my name was called
To enter Waitrose hallowed hall.
Now the pensioners’ special hour,
I’d gone to get a bag of flour.
But I forgot – when through the door –
What I had gone to Waitrose for.
The Waitrose staff are extra kind
I told them it had slipped my mind.
They asked what else I had forgot –
They clearly thought I’d lost the plot.
I phoned my wife at home to ask
She helped me out with this special task :
“I need some flour to bake a cake
With all that cream you made me take!”
“Ah yes, of course,” I had to lie,
I dared not ask what flower to buy,
But then I saw them at the tills ….
A bunch of golden daffodils!