she looks at the price tag , i look at my wallet
she hunts variety , i hate to select.
i know what i want when i enter the shop,
shop is verb to her and noun to this snob.

she bargains , keeping in mind its worth,
i argue , to a price i can afford.
he prefers, a customer like me,
she is a buyer he is afraid to see.

i hasten her process of selection,
any color from the rainbow of collection.
if its clothes i walk out of the store
she lingers on, putting to practice her lore

i prefer the shopping cart on the net
for her the street shops are the best bet
but then she settles for things WE would need,
and i get stuff to fulfill MY greed.