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Rubbish To Some

rubbish to some I am an old lady and sorry to say the powers that be are coming today and bringing a skip to take my rubbish away. i sit hear alone in my rubbish strewn house my cat quite happy to catch the odd mouse old dog Bess doesn't mind the mess, papers are warm and keep out the cold. My life all round meupset and strewn the carpet stinks what a smell in the room old books piled high and ornaments rare expensive clothes lying on chairs, no one comes near I'm sad to say I try to wash and put things away but I struggle with no one to help the problem is I wont let them in. I'm ashamed of the dirt and the mess I am In so their coming today to take my treasures away If they throw ME in the skip I wont mind a bit.

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Date: 6/17/2010 1:17:00 PM
Good read but sad story, Love Roger x
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Date: 12/5/2009 8:41:00 AM
This sounds just like me, Barb. Speaking of my "Old Lady in the Supermarket," I'm 80 years old and can laugh at youngsters complaining about my gimping around. Yes, I have probably goosed a few in the check-out line myself. Thanks loads for reading my stuff. My house is a mess...I have 8 cats, am afraid to let anyone in. Love, daver
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Date: 10/3/2009 2:43:00 PM
I don't understand why this write is not appearing to be commented on ... very strange. Was going to say I am glad to see you writing again here at the Soup after some time away, but there is nothing here. Interesting title ... maybe it got thrown away ... LOL ... thanks for commenting on my writing and I did read your poem, The Tree and left a remark on 9/22 ... hope to eventually get to see this one ... smile ...
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Barbara Cameron
Date: 5/21/2015 11:05:00 AM
hi Sue, I am finally back on poetry soup after quite a long absence, maybe 6 years, have had 2 bouts of cancer but ok now, have written more poems but need to get around to putthem on poetry soup.

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