I Love My Green Bag

“Oh, I do love this green bag. How much is it?”

£50, replied the shop assistant.

“Mmmmm. I think I'm going to have to buy it.”

It was an amazing green bag. I love it so much.

“Here you go, sir. Your green bags.”

“Bags?”

“Yes, buy one, get one free. Two green bags. Completely identical.”

I love the bag. Is there really any need for two of them?

“Can I mix and match?”

“No,” replied the shop assistant. “Two healthy green bags. I have a feeling that you really need two of them.”

I'm not going to argue. I may as well take both bags. I could give it to a friend, sell it or just keep a spare.

I'll decide that another day.

Today is all about my new green bag for me.

I got home. I took the label off the bag I intend to keep. I put the other one in the cupboard. I can decide what to do with it another day.

I went out with my green bag.

I remember Pete the Cat for a moment. Except, instead of new shoes, I have a new green bag.

I am going to walk along and sing my song.

I love my green bag
I love my green bag
I love my green bag
I love my green bag

I get home. I open the cupboard under the stairs. I put my new green bag alongside the spare green bag.

The next day, I decided to do some shopping.

I take my green bag. That's the one without the label.

I quickly glance at the other bag.

Then I think to myself.

“I really should sell the spare bag, but something is telling me not to.”

To be continued

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