When we go back to England for holidays we’re always amazed by the shops that sell everything for a solitary pound. No price tags required and great value for money. This started us thinking about a mythical utopia where everything costs the same. How much simpler life would be! Here’s a poem inspired by the more bang for your buck paradise that is Poundland.
I’ve moved down to Pound Land, honey
All for a pound, great value for money
A full tank of petrol, a train trip to Greece
Fish and chips and mushy peas
All you can eat and would you believe?
You’ve got to be joking, how can that be?
It really seems worth more to me
And yet how much simpler life became
No differences here it all costs the same
A week on a beach by a sandy shore
Only a pound, no less, no more
A carefree existence with no complications
We’re not as expensive as other nations
But when inflation hits Pound Land hard
When I can no longer take the strain
My bags are packed, I’m leaving town
I’ve bought a place on Penny Lane.