Poem about: The Curse of Carrying a Purse

Curse of the Purse

On women all, there is a curse,

To be compelled to carry purse.

For husbands and kids, lug around

A huge suit case, we are so bound.

Carrying toys, or maybe tools.

Are we helpful, or stupid fools?

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Though easy for muggers to grab,

Fashion without them seems so drab.

Often we try to downsize bag.

If carry wallets, pants will sag.

Maybe a clutch, will do the trick.

Problem here, only holds lipstick.

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Being pursed is not bad enough.

We curse our selves, carrying stuff!

A lighter load will help our backs

Getting away from toting sacks.

Taking our girl scout oaths to heart,

Always be prepared, we must part.

–                               –  June Nash

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