Charity Shops

  To pop into a charity shop

  Is to venture into the unknown

  How else to have an adventure

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  Now the map lies filled in and overgrown

  A passing glance at others' lives

  Of forgotten hobbies, of distant times.

  Rose-tinted better days, the games we used to play

  Of knick-knacks, oddities and yesterdays

  To give new purpose, to bring life anew

  What was once loved by me is now loved by you.

  The thought quite gladdens me, there's life in it yet

  So pop into a charity shop, you'll never regret it.