Scene: a camera shop in Maroochydore

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Shopping for a camera with my youngest daughter

Submitted: January 03, 2012

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Scene: a camera shop in Maroochydore

I walk in with my daughter, Tallulah,

To look for a camera to take holiday snaps

Of the world's cutest seven year old.

A saleswoman is at us at once,

Young, blond and gorgeous,

And I tell her I'm just looking

But she shows me to the cameras anyway

And I decide on one at once just to get it over with.

"Would you like the pink one or the silver?" she asks.

"The pink looks a bit gay, don't you think?"

At the counter she takes a lovely shot of Lulu

And explains to me how to use the thing

As it is digital and I've only ever used 35mm.

Lulu is now telling the woman about her holiday

And the woman is transfixed by her cuteness and charm,

For she is adorable even to those who are not her father.

"We're going to Warner Brother's Movieworld

And to Seaworld, and staying at a resort on the Gold Coast."

"Can I come too?" asks the woman with a look of infatuation,

But Lu is too shy to answer.

I pay for the camera and unforseen accessories and leave.

Outside I say, "Hey Tallulah?"

"Mm?"

"If anyone ever asks if they can come too, say yes."


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