I made an error in my online shopping
I only got one litre of fresh milk
I got eight trifles and a dozen jellies
Cress in an interminable wilt.
I got two large and multi-seeded loaves
Some eggs and bacon,not yet cooked I fear.
I thought I’d bake some pizza with bananas
While they’re reading Shakespeare’s King Lear.
Oh,I forgot to get a few tomatoes
It’s muddling looking through their lists of goods
I’ll have to make a sauce from old potatoes
Do you think the Italians ever could?
I stand alone surrounded by these foods
No doubt they will enter my dear flesh
But there’s noone here I want to talk to
I feel my mood is going into Crash