Under the glare of warehouse light
steel-eyed commerce crisscrossing
vaulted space above while below
we, in well-trammeled lanes, forage
with brandished carts loaded,
swallow claustrophobic desire
stretch Ali Baba eyes to needful things
as La-Z-Boys race past
iWant-slick bling-gadgetry —
only to be stared down by a winged unicorn:
unflurried pinkness, nestled wonder
in small chubby arms.
Sammi's Weekend writing Prompt #180
This Jolly Beggar 
Interesting take. I could go for the unicorn, though. Looks huggable. LOL!
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Isn’t it just adorable? Of course they have to place it where no child (no matter the age) can resist 🙂
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Agreed. Hubby almost dreads taking me shopping this time of year. LOL!
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😀
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Dear Dora,
I love it that the little one opted for the simple unicorn. And “iWant-slick bling-gadgetry” is brilliant!
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Dear Rochelle,
They’ve gotten so clever that it’s a complete sensory experience, not just a machine, and slick the way they sell it to us. Thank you for your kind comment!
Aleichem shalom,
Dora
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I’ve got lots of bling-gadgetry but not a single winged unicorn. It’s now on my wish list!
My fifty six!
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It’s time! 🦄
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