
A myriad of Tupperware containers, not a single one with a lid.
A tasteless sketch of the Queen in her underwear, gosh I wish that had been hid.
A drawer full of one cent pieces, I’m beginning to despair.
A tin full of old nail clippings, why is life so unfair?
Now I knew when I inherited I‘d get the whole caboodle,
But please tell me, what am I going to do with the remains of seven labradoddles?
© NopeNotPam
🤣 this one had me rolling on the floor
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I was chuckling as I wrote it 😁
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lol made me chuckle … sounds like just my luck!
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Haha! Hilarious poem Deb.
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