Write a four line poem about: inconvenience.
Penticton had a special event going on this morning, so the market was moved up a block for one week only. It's a narrower block than the one we're usually on, which meant we had to unload the truck and then park it elsewhere.
Which meant getting to our spot in the morning, getting out after unloading, getting back to our spot after closing, and then getting out again. Not one of those four trips was even remotely easy.
But! It was nice having other stalls all around us, as we're usually at one end of the market and feel a little apart from things. It felt more like a community today.
I'd rather you hadn't said that,
I'd rather you weren't on bended knee.
I'm wishing you wouldn't stay here,I'm wishing you could just stop loving me.