THAT SWEDISH SHOP.

You can tell that everybody shops there,
Although some refuse to be seen with a carrier bag,
Even the tweed clad twats in their four by fours,
Who, although looking incongruous, and possibly
In denial amongst their own, still fill their barrows
With food produced more cheaply than their own farms.
My daughter avoids the place though, whilst willingly strolling
Down the isles of pound shops and discount clothes stores.