Poem Title : The Auction (Year 5) 062
Written 3/11/2007

The dumbest of buyers took this Poet home,
Back to his love nest and sweet carping Wife.
So what has my genius brought to make money?
For hours you`ve been gone from me and the family,
I`ve brought home an old Poet , a beauty,
It just cost a dollar as I had no money,
Your dollar was wasted,put him in the rubbish.
I`ll save it my sweet the days may get rainy,
It`ll come in real handy,stop me going crazy.
So into the box , at the back of the shed,
Forgotten?Perhaps,only in Life.?