A world of objects, empty things,
That clutter up my shelf
Things I bought because I thought
They'd represent my Self.
Group Poetry 5
Group Poetry 5
A purple ribbon for my hair
a book, a bowl, a song
Things I wanted yesterday
do not stay mine for long.
a book, a bowl, a song
Things I wanted yesterday
do not stay mine for long.
Group Poetry 5
A world of objects, empty things,
That clutter up my shelf
Things I bought because I thought
They'd represent my Self.
A purple ribbon for my hair
a book, a bowl, a song
Things I wanted yesterday
do not stay mine for long.
Nothing is for me to keep
It's only mine to borrow
If only I could stop the want
I'd never feel the sorrow
That clutter up my shelf
Things I bought because I thought
They'd represent my Self.
A purple ribbon for my hair
a book, a bowl, a song
Things I wanted yesterday
do not stay mine for long.
Nothing is for me to keep
It's only mine to borrow
If only I could stop the want
I'd never feel the sorrow
Group Poetry 5
A world of objects, empty things,
That clutter up my shelf
Things I bought because I thought
They'd represent my Self.
A purple ribbon for my hair
a book, a bowl, a song
Things I wanted yesterday
do not stay mine for long.
Nothing is for me to keep
It's only mine to borrow
If only I could stop the want
I'd never feel the sorrow
How wrong I was to listen to the song
About things which grow like weed
Which reveals less the subject that is sung
From such chains I need be freed
That clutter up my shelf
Things I bought because I thought
They'd represent my Self.
A purple ribbon for my hair
a book, a bowl, a song
Things I wanted yesterday
do not stay mine for long.
Nothing is for me to keep
It's only mine to borrow
If only I could stop the want
I'd never feel the sorrow
How wrong I was to listen to the song
About things which grow like weed
Which reveals less the subject that is sung
From such chains I need be freed
A formula for tact: "Be brief politely, be aggressive smilingly, be emphatic pleasantly, be positive diplomatically, be right graciously".
Group Poetry 5
A world of objects, empty things,
That clutter up my shelf
Things I bought because I thought
They'd represent my Self.
A purple ribbon for my hair
a book, a bowl, a song
Things I wanted yesterday
do not stay mine for long.
Nothing is for me to keep
It's only mine to borrow
If only I could stop the want
I'd never feel the sorrow
How wrong I was to listen to the song
About things which grow like weed
Which reveals less the subject that is sung
From such chains I need be freed
For like a song that has no end
My journey will go on
I cannot carry needless things
My back is not that strong.
That clutter up my shelf
Things I bought because I thought
They'd represent my Self.
A purple ribbon for my hair
a book, a bowl, a song
Things I wanted yesterday
do not stay mine for long.
Nothing is for me to keep
It's only mine to borrow
If only I could stop the want
I'd never feel the sorrow
How wrong I was to listen to the song
About things which grow like weed
Which reveals less the subject that is sung
From such chains I need be freed
For like a song that has no end
My journey will go on
I cannot carry needless things
My back is not that strong.