In The Skip - Poem by Roger Costello
My life's in a heap at the side of my bed!
' It's going in a skip the moment your dead'
There's another pile by the side of my chair.
'that will be gone the moment your no longer there'
The garage is full, and so is the loft.
Not much to show for a Life lost.
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