You saw the sun Chris......well so did I
But through the window........I did delve
Underneath my pooter desk
A 'job to do' - long shelved.
Four wicker baskets all stacked up
My word -what is inside ?
I wondered as I opened them
Well, I wasn't surprised !
Nothing really exciting
Candles - quite a few
Some stuff for making cards with
I'd forgot 'bout -as you do.
Magazines - why have I kept them
They will have to go
Off into the wheelie bin
(Must recycle, you know!)
I found a folder full of stuff
Censuses and e mails
All duplicates, not one but four
Of folk and their details.
So to the shredder they will go
I've now an empty file
Oh lor............what can I put in it
Bill looks with a wry smile !
All the baskets emptied out
I got them all re-arranged
With stuff -now I've forgotten what !!
My brain - I'm all deranged !!
I found my electric typewriter
From pre-computer years
So thats on the freecycle site
When it's gone, I'll shed no tears
I hoovered up the gap beneath
My desk and then put back
My neat and tidy baskets
And a box that should hold hats !
Thats full of ribbons for card making
All done now..........I thought
And then I thought - grans bible box
Now that I ought to sort !
There's two big bibles in there
And prayer books - about four
Grandmas recipe book
And then I found some more..........!!
Two tatty books - one child-like
Of Mr. & Mrs. Rabbit
And another one.......a Woman's book
Old fashioned dress and habits.
Now these books, they weren't grandmas
So they will have to go
They're both so dog eared -e bay?
Oh no, I don't think so.
I've still a box to go through
Of stationary.......I'll use that
And the box is old........all sectioned off
Useful...........so that goes back.
I've hoovered under that desk now
(Gran''s bible box's home)
It fits a treat so......job well done
But oh the floor..............groan....moan !!
Typewriter, carrier bags galore
Some rubbish and some not
Someone wants some other stuff
And folders that I've got.
The hoover stands there looking sad
Wondering whats going on
As does the dustpan, brush and duster
But I'll stop now............they'll be gone
Back in the cupboard 'neath the stairs
To have a well earned rest
Until I clear up some more c***
They''ve proved they'll stand the test !
But just for now they'll sigh, relieved
That I'm calling it a day
I want to see my floor again
So I'll clear this stuff away.
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