There's nothing like a day of unsentimental purging to really bring out my creativity! Enjoy!
(With sincere apologies to William Carlos Williams, Shakespeare, and Joyce Kilmer)
This Is Just To Say
I have tossed out
that were in
you were probably
for your dream career as a hip hop DJ
they were blocking
the cool white door
of my front
Let Me Not to the Old Clothes I Do Find
Let me not to the old clothes I do find
Admit impediments. Junk is not junk
Which alters when it suddenly brings to mind
Some old ex-boyfriend, ‘tho he was a hunk:
Oh no! it’s still an ugly pinstriped blouse
That’s cut too low and too big in the bust;
He only gave it to you (the big louse!)
Because his ex returned it in disgust.
What a cheap bastard! Why’d you ever stay?!
Okay, the sex was good, but otherwise…?
When you went out to eat he’d never pay;
You put up with less crap from other guys.
He was jerk-off, toss it in the trash:
Good riddance to the blouse and his sad ass.
I hoped that I should never see
A Precious Moments figurine.
A knick knack of a droop-eyed kid,
They freak me out and always did;
I got one once, from my dear aunt,
I keep it hid behind a plant;
But when she comes to visit me
I put it on top the TV;
Some think my gratitude just sucks;
I’m sure that thing cost thirty bucks.
Thirty dollars! What the heck?!
A five-inch chunk of porcelain dreck!
But I still keep it; that tells you what?
I’m not the heartless snob you thought.
So just back off, I‘m not so bad;
I couldn’t make my auntie sad.
Tho when my aunt does pass away
This thing is headed for eBay.