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overstuffed places it all has faces, names and dates all things rate, another chance, like my garage, an assault, a barrage, on the eyes, and the mind you will despise, or go blind if you stare too long, how did it get this way you ask, up to the task, close the door and stay away! not a good thing, life gets in the way, of the every day put things back where they belong, works but, won't be a top forty song, not even if by Lennon and McCartney years and years and years of rushing give it to dad he will put it in the garage, if that is a garage, then life is a mirage, if was a large toilet, clogged while flushing, then somebody call a plumber, there will be order out of chaos of decades, willing to give away what won't be thrown, willing to throw away what can't be recycled, willing to recycle what can't be sold, willing to do it now before sounding old and aged, and bequeath it all to the Family Categories for this story, camping, car supplies, tools and hardware work bench, spare fridge, rock art, oh did I forget Christmas trees and ornaments oldest son's stuff, table saw, winter tires, the three Amigo's Garbage, Recycling and Organics, The Bin brothers, The scooter and display shelves, sounds simple, sounds divine, The Name is Clutter Good night, I'll be fine. Really.
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Aug 8, 2014
Aug 8, 2014 at 12:48 AM UTC
Family Name - Clutter
overstuffed places it all has faces, names and dates all things rate, another chance, like my garage, an assault, a barrage, on the eyes, and the mind you will despise, or go blind if you stare too long, how did it get this way you ask, up to the task, close the door and stay away! not a good thing, life gets in the way, of the every day put things back where they belong, works but, won't be a top forty song, not even if by Lennon and McCartney years and years and years of rushing give it to dad he will put it in the garage, if that is a garage, then life is a mirage, if was a large toilet, clogged while flushing, then somebody call a plumber, there will be order out of chaos of decades, willing to give away what won't be thrown, willing to throw away what can't be recycled, willing to recycle what can't be sold, willing to do it now before sounding old and aged, and bequeath it all to the Family Categories for this story, camping, car supplies, tools and hardware work bench, spare fridge, rock art, oh did I forget Christmas trees and ornaments oldest son's stuff, table saw, winter tires, the three Amigo's Garbage, Recycling and Organics, The Bin brothers, The scooter and display shelves, sounds simple, sounds divine, The Name is Clutter Good night, I'll be fine. Really.
darrell-wade-elverum
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Aug 8, 2014
Aug 8, 2014 at 12:48 AM UTC
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