Stuff!

Why do I seem to keep so much stuff? Because I find throwing away tough! Although things may not now be fruitful I think one day they may be useful

I have drawers full of odds and ends Maybe it’ll help to make amends If I promise that I’ll sort them out But, oh, that never comes about

Many things are superfluous And some are merely frivolous But I don’t easily give away What I think I’ll need one day

And many do my thoughts provoke Whilst others were got for a joke There is often quite a long tale About, from whence, item did hail

But I must confess that of stuff I really have more than enough So soon I def’nitely will try To some of it, I’ll say goodbye!