Finally Threw it Out
I am cleaning out in bits and spurts
finally throw out dust jacket of my Uncle Burt
Aunt Inez come by to ask for it
When I tell her I threw it, she has a fit
Twenty-two years I have had that thing
Who would have guessed in the pocket was her diamond ring?
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