Clearing a Wardrobe
My wardrobe’s full
This won’t go in, though I push and pull
There’re clothes in there I’ll never wear
Most are too tight for me to bear
I think I’ll start to clear them out
And dump the ones that are in doubt
I’ll only keep the very best
I’ll be quite firm, I’ll dump the rest.
But there’s a chance I might get slim
And lose some inches from my rim
I’ll keep the ones that are too small
‘Till I get that thin recall
Fashion’s made these out of date
But trend’s come back if I wait
I’ll keep them just a little longer
Till the fashion comes back stronger
This suit pocket’s a little torn
But if it’s mended, it can be worn
This one here is a little faded
And it looks a trifle jaded
But it feels so comfortable
To throw away is just not sensible
I’ve spent an hour, then a day
Wondering which to throw away.
I haven’t made an inch of space
I’m in despair, I’m in disgrace
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