I've been throwing it all away
All yesterday and all today
Old clothes with mysterious stains
And cryptic notes I can't explain
Old newspapers torn to shreds
Faded sheets which don't fit current beds
Ornaments with missing heads
Out of date seeds for bare flower beds
Thermal underwear when I tried to ski
A torch with a leaking battery
A glued up cup, an odd, chipped plate
Tinned food ten years past the eat by date
Good items which I ought to sell
Hide in a shed, attic or well
Will you come home a happy you?
Or frown and sigh, 'Lots more to do!
'You've filled this house with junk for years!'
I refuse to be moved to tears
For if I stop, five minutes, too long
I'll never fix up what's gone wrong
So many things have been forsaken
Two tickets for journeys both have taken
Menus of restaurants closed long ago
Business cards of dead people we used to know
Boxes with hinges beyond repair
Out of date fashions even I won't wear
Cushions which don't match any chair
A fraying soft toy which I won at a fair
Our neat friend claimed she keeps everything
Not just old-fashioned diamond rings
Every ad, packet, envelope, box
Keys with locks and keys without locks
One day soon they'll be vintage things
What a fortune an old Steiff teddy can bring
You should be grateful and not grouse
You should have bought us a mansion-size house
So much dust stirred up, I'm feeling ill
Then you look for a missing - important bill!
You insisted, told me, 'It all goes, or I'll go!'
I warned you. I don't say, 'I told you so!'
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