Eating challenge poem - In the Market for Poems

To market she
 

To the market she would go 

Mostly for the samples 

She was a poor thing, stooped 

Lunch on the go they said 

Saving her pennies scarce 

The merchants knew her well 

Showing, giving their wares 

Fruit from all the nations 

 One day she didn't show 

Then the next and the next 

Where's their freeloader friend 

Would she not soon return

Collected money they 

Went to her door they knocked 

Jailed they said, shoplifting 

Sad, to the jail they went 

Jailer said, poor thing stooped 

Her words to them,  "When I

was poor you fed me well 

Visit now, God bless you." **

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Photo and Poem Copyright © 2006 and 2016 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved

Today I'm linked to "Outlawyer" at 
http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2016/07/weekend-mini-challenge-in-market-for.html 

** Notes and Links:
1. Top 2006 photo taken of Mrs. Jim at the market in Paleramo, Sicily, Italy.
2. My favorite market is the Borough Market in London (Link)
3. Jim's (my) other blog search on "market"  (Link)
4. Matthew 25:35-40  The Bible, New International Version (NIV) (Link) 
35 For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in, 36 I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you came to visit me.’
37 “Then the righteous will answer him, ‘Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you something to drink? 38 When did we see you a stranger and invite you in, or needing clothes and clothe you?39 When did we see you sick or in prison and go to visit you?’
40 “The King will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.'