Neil Crawford - Downsizing

That knick knack on the what not
has really got to go,
what I ever saw in it,
I simply do not know.

The doo dad by the woss'name
I once thought so chic,
is a pain now it needs dusting
fourteen times a week.

The thingy that I saved for
and cost me quite a bomb
had a nice trip to the local tip,
I chucked it with aplomb.

The gee gaws and the hoo haws
that I was urged to buy
were taken by the dustmen,
I waved them all goodbye.

This process is ongoing
visit if you will,
a friendly word of sound advice,
make sure you don't stand still.

Neil Crawford

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