I haven't got a thing to wear
I won't buy wigs nor dye my hair
The problem is I've summer clothes
My winter ones get lost in those
Instead of wasting all my time
Browsing to buy more clothes on line
I'll view my crammed spare room with pleasure
A home jumble sale of treasure
I can't shop wearing my swimsuit
That swim hat looks wrong buying fruit
Stained top? Cut, make a patch, or rag
Lost button! Throw in my sew bag
Will I wear these old things turned grey?
I ought to throw them all away
No. Sell them. Yes. Another day
I don't have enough time today
Searching my own clothes takes up time
Tiring, but won't cost me a dime
Pretend it's a fun thing to do
Long-lost items look good as new.
Look - there's last year's Christmas jumper
Found! My old favourite number
I'm pleased and proud I'm in control
Sorting is so good for one's soul.
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I could change the last line of the last verse but one to
Vintage, long-lost, looks good as new. Dime is American but most Brits would understand it is a small coin. From the song, Brother, can you spare a dime, a Depression days song, sung by Bill Crosby, Dean Martin and Sinatra.
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