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Some New Storage
You see it in the store
And it looks like it will fit.
You really can’t be sure,
So you doubt yourself a bit.
You pay and drag it home
And you set it in its place
Hoping, kind of like a poem,
It will find a warm embrace.
You step back and you assess
And decide that it should stay.
It’s not perfect, but, you guess,
Nothing’s perfect anyway.
Now, if only this applied
To the purchase of a couch.
Somehow, I just can’t decide
And to this, my spouse will vouch.
Copyright ©
Ilene Bauer
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