(York, North Yorkshire, UK)
There’s been a death in the opposite house
Family members have come to rip
Out the unwanted furniture
And put it in a skip.
Milly was the little old lady
We hardly knew her at all.
Now what represented her life on earth
Is piled outside her front door.
Anything valuable they decide to keep
Or give to Oxfam to pick through it
I see the look of relief all around
As they make that final trip to the tip.
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