Writing just for fun

Writing just for fun
MOVING HOUSE Moving house can be such a chore But soon your new neighbours are knocking at the door Some with cakes baked just for you,others just calling to say "How do you do" All the boxes clearly marked for all to see SO if I'm in the bedroom how come the box marked KITCHEN comes to me!! Boxes more boxes piled up to the ceiling My lovely new home doesn't look too appealling!! Where's the kettle I cry before I go mad,time for a cuppa AH now things don't look so bad. Getting dark now,removal men have gone,plug in the TV lets see whats on So many boxes I can't see a chair,never mind there's a space I can just squeeeze in there. Now where's the bed I darn't look in the kitchen!! Even I know it can't be it would never fit in!! As I stagger up stairs & flop on the bed what more boxes I find out as I bang my head. I could do some more unpacking---- NO I'll go to sleep instead.

what a great poem x
what a great poem x
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