Something we are required to do
An everyday chore, yes, it’s true
I don’t care for it, maybe neither do you
Shopping till you wear out your shoes
Some people actually enjoy the task
Traipsing around, but I would rather bask
In the sun, relaxing, not fixated on money
And asking how much is this one, honey?
(Looking for a bargain,
That may be your jargon)
Shopping is therapy for some
I’m just not that someone
I often feel guilty spending the cash
I’d rather keep money away in a stash
For an important occasion
But I fall for persuasion
And end up spending.
It’s a necessity to shop, and it’s never ending.