Paper,cards and yards and yards of plastic,knicker elastic and all put there,out of the way,just waiting for the day when they'd be looked for
in the cupboard,inside the drawer,second one up from the floor,at the back with the blu tack and a collar for the cat
it's where we keep the odds and sods and bits and bobs and things we think we'll never need until we need them
and we're led,sometimes by our nose to where these items, lay in repose and heaven knows there's enough stuff here.
I see that as I peer in,to the drawer,second up from the floor and find the thing I'm looking for.
Great
but wait
there's something more
I'll put it in the second drawer
in case I'm looking for it
sometime.
Aug 30, 2013
Aug 30, 2013 at 1:25 PM UTC
Paper,cards and yards and yards of plastic,knicker elastic and all put there,out of the way,just waiting for the day when they'd be looked for
in the cupboard,inside the drawer,second one up from the floor,at the back with the blu tack and a collar for the cat
it's where we keep the odds and sods and bits and bobs and things we think we'll never need until we need them
and we're led,sometimes by our nose to where these items, lay in repose and heaven knows there's enough stuff here.
I see that as I peer in,to the drawer,second up from the floor and find the thing I'm looking for.
Great
but wait
there's something more
I'll put it in the second drawer
in case I'm looking for it
sometime.
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