Sunday, October 11, 2009

SARAH CYNTHIA SYLVIA STOUT

I love this poem:

Sarah Cynthia Sylvia Stout
Would not take the garbage out!
She'd scour the pots and scrape the pans,
Candy the yams and spice the hams.
And though her daddy would scream and shout,
She simply would not take the garbage out.
And so it piled up to the ceilings:......

remember? by Shel Silverstein...."The Giving Tree"...remember?...

Well...anyway...

It's not that I WON'T take the garbage out. I CAN'T until I go thru all of this mess. There could be something VALUABLE in there, fer God's sakes!

Whoops: I think in those lasts lines, something like that was said on a TV show called The Hoarders!... Oh Lord, take the wheel..................












Project: Attack office/craft / library/ computer room. Before next summer would be nice.

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