Flog it for Free.
That certainly suits me.
The garage is overflowing.
Must make room for the car.
So some of it is going.
Began filling it up, years ago.
Glad I saw your advert, and so,
At last I'm clearing out the surplus toys.
Some were the girls, and some were the boys.
I've always hoarded stuff never thrown anything away
There comes a saturation point, and today is the day.
I know there's the tip, also the wheelie bin.
To me its sacrilege, bordering on to sin.
And so you have come to my aid.
To dispose with what I've got, and get paid.
Now I can have a free holiday.
Pack up my bags and fly away. By Walter Ainscough
Turner Street, Daisy Hill
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