Yard Sale
I had a yard sale today and I threw out all of your stuff
It was crowding my house, it had been here long enough
I put a sign in the front yard saying " IT ALL HAS TO GO"
"COME AND GET THIS MESS PLEASE, I DONT WANT IT NO MO'"
I emptied all the mess that was in your duffle bag,
Yes, I had a yard sale today, and sold all of your trash
By the way, when I was cleaning out your closet, I found a picture of a child
And don’t deny that he’s your, the little boy has your smile
So please don’t call me again, asking if you can come and get your clothes
Because where they are now, heaven only knows
See, I started to pour bleach on your jeans and burn all of your shoes
But to be quit frank, my dear, that would have been too good for you
So I had a yard sale today, and everything is gone
You have nothing else here, so now could you please
STOP BLOWING UP MY PHONE???????
Copyright © Chiquitachiamaka Baity | Year Posted 2011
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