Things

June 2025

Collecting my belongings
All sitting on the floor
They all sat so quietly
Waiting by the door

A guest came up so mad
He spoke he angrily
He couldn’t understand the place
He was supposed to be

And now I have to go
Round the bricked corner
Because someone didn’t know
There childhood manners

Before I left the place
I dropped a letter smoothly
It stated all that I wanted to state
And it did so duly.