don’t diss me mistah, I’m a cool fashionista;
runnin’ with the times, an eco A lister.
coat from Oxfam, shirt from a skip,
shoes from my sister ‘cos they didn’t fit,
in vintage jeans and a pre-loved hat
over forty years old, but who cares about that?
I never understood; it’s always bin a mystery
why people didn’t wanna wear clothes with history.
but the world is changing and the wise understand
it’s time to start purchasing second-hand.
we’re over-producing, polluting the planet,
so stop over-consuming like a greedy gannet.
It you buy less new, it’ll slow production down,
saving precious energy the world around.
so come into Oxfam and rummage with me,
you never can tell what treasures you’ll see,
it’s better than the High Street shops in town;
come into Oxfam and look around.
your clothes are dull and the prices are steep,
with your trendy labels you look like a sheep,
or a mannequin standin’ in a window display,
wearing the fashion victims clothes of the day.
change your look, show your personality;
come into the Oxfam shop with me,
if you need help choosing I’ll give you a hand,
and when you walk out the door you’ll understand,
I’m runnin’ with the times; I’m a cool fashionista;
I’m an eco A lister.
You won’t diss me, mista.
©Jane Paterson Basil