Flea Market Day

It's Flea Market Day and there are people everywhere at once,
Searching for that perfect item that they cannot live without,
Souvenirs like coins, old records, antiques and heirlooms,
What home could not improve with finds like these.

Then there is that purse or pair of shoes that is to die for.
That shirt, skirt, pants, suit or scarf that screams "buy me",
The racks drawing in the helpless prey to touch its garments,
While the shop seller rubs their hands together in glee.

The different vendors in their little booths selling their wares.
The Watkins lady and her variety of cooking spices since 1868,
The German guy who roast nuts of all kinds who gives a little Diddy of sorts,
Pineapple cups, candles, honey and there are so much more.

The free-lance artist who sketches and sings Michael Jackson's songs.
And for an extra "cha-ching" he will do a little dance complete with a moon walk.
The man named Sammy but whom is dubbed "cupcake" who walks around muttering and
Chasing after kids blowing bubbles or shooting darts at old ladies behinds.

Tables that offer promises of health, wealth, beauty and good luck.
To those looking for a new reason to feel good about themselves again,
Creams, tonics, antidotes, charms, four-leaf clovers and horse shoes,
Are promised to hail in a swift wind of good fortune to anyone who buys them.

It's a busy market day filled with every walk of life and every type of family.
From the youngest to the oldest, to the smallest all the way up to the biggest,
All are welcome in the sight of the hungry vendor waiting to sell his wares,
For the flea market helps keep food on the table and money in the register till.

So if you are looking for something to do and you find you have time on your hands,
Pull out a paper or search the internet for a flea market that is near you and go,
We promise that it will be interesting, enlightening and a lot of good, clean fun,
And guarantee to entice money out of your pocket to buy stuff that you cannot afford.