They came from near, they came from far!
They'd heard about this fab bazaar!
They'd seen the ads in all the mags!
And so they came ... with empty bags.
They didn't want to come too late.
To come too late would be a crime!
And so they had to be on time...
And as they jostled, in the queue,
Inside there was so much to do!
The stalls, they had to be 'just right'
Nice 'n vintage, nice 'n bright!
Vintage here, vintage there
Vintage flippin' everywhere!
'Vintage' is the word, you see!
Vintage goods for all to see.
And so it was, that dead on nine
In they came, to feast on fine
linens, fabrics, china cats,
Stuffed owls and best felt hats.
Tea cups...mismatched of course!
Vintage lace, a wooden horse.
Antique fabric, buttons, chintz,
Teddy bears and old framed prints.
This bazaar had it all!
Fine displays on every stall.
Ephemera and gardenalia.
All sorts of other paraphernalia!
By ten o clock, the hall was packed!
One hour gone..(and I was whacked!)
Yet, still they came, through the door
Could this hall fit many more?
And as they shopped , the music played
To remind us of those bygone days.
Ah, bygone days..i.e. the past.
The days when things were made to last!
By now, the hall was fit to burst,
The cafe was on hand , to quench their thirst
And provide that very welcome break
Tea, coffee , cold drinks and cake.
The morning flew by...the goods flew too
far away, to pastures new!
The shoppers looked as pleased as punch
And off they went to have their lunch.
The bustle started all over again.
They came in swarms , they buzzed around.
''Cor , this bazaar is well worth one pound £!''
At a certain hall, there was little room!
Thanks to two gals , Clare and Lizzie
(Who've been so very, very busy)
They organised a day to remember
On the 30th of Octember (ha ha ha!! ;-)
And don't forget, you can come again,
Next April, to The Cheese and Grain.
The Vintage Bazaar is here to stay!
What a fantabulistic day!