moved the couch
here are the garden gloves I have been looking for
and my backscratcher, magnifying glass, and a few things more
I was against moving the couch until we finally had no other choice
Now here I sit staring at things I have lost for years
the candy wrappers are of no value at all
My old dog sits ignoring this mess
the puppy dives in, grabbing things with his mouth
why did we move this couch? I ask my husband
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