Paint Job Prep
All the items on the walls
Must go, before the painter calls
And when they’re down, I’ll see the dust
So cleaning everything’s a must.
Then where to put them? There’s no room.
If closets are what you’d assume,
You’ve never really had to face
A New York home with not much space.
My sister says, your digs are small.
It’s easy to prepare it all,
But when confronting all my stuff,
I know my prep time’s not enough.
Still, I will do what I can do
And though my place won’t look like new,
It will be fresh and clean and then
I’ll hang each item up again.
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2022
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