Exploding wardrobe is no more
I hawled my jumpers on the floor
Sorted through them one by one
Seven bin bags later I'd nearly done !!
Couldn't face it anymore
So firmly closed the wardrobe door
Once I'd hung things all in place
So neat and tidy -and still there's space !!
Today my back aches so today
I'm doing nothing except play
Bill, good soul, hoovered up the stairs
While I sat in a comfy chair.
Counsellor I saw at 11 o'clock
Two more appointments -thats my lot
She reckons that by then I'll be
A little bit more like 'me'
I hope she's right - I'm sure she is
I'll be no longer in a tizz
'Bout Dad not here and Mum so ill
And life seeming it's all up hill !
And maybe, just maybe I said
I might find folks, a long time dead
To add to my expanding tree
Of people who created me !
