They gave me a receipt so long,
I thought there must be something wrong.
Merely so my hand could hold it,
I had to fold and fold and fold it.
It showed me what I’d bought, the price
and what I’d saved on broccoli, rice
and lentils. Furthermore, it showed
me future deals. Such overload!
My purse might burst from all those numbers –
a curse far worse than soft cucumbers.
Besides, did I need acne wash,
KitKat bars or Pampers? Gosh!
I did, though, need a pair of new
glasses, the print too small to view.
It was, pulled later from my purse,
Some ten times longer than this verse.