Unaccustomed as I am to venturing into shops, particularly at this time of the year, national shame forced me into a blitz on the Blanchardstown Shopping Centre.
First, into Harvey Normans (sorry that should read HARR - VAYYY NORR MAN!!!!)
Next to a store I'm afraid I've forgotten the name of. Think it might be called What? Does cheap Christmassy decs and lights and household goods. Its next to Inspiring Ideas, if anyone knows Blanch.
Thirdly, into Woodies, which is a big department store and garden centre
That would have been it but then I was dragged into the main part of the centre and made sit and wait while she examined every top in Dunnes. So I had my camera. I robbed a pencil from beside the till in Fields and then removed a 40% off tag from Dorothy Perkins, wrote a not very good poem and got a fourth one in for the lads.
So come on, poets, leave out the middlemen who say they love your poems but can't use them at this time. Bring your poems direct to the people. Spread some poetry this Christmas!
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