Lesson of the day,
that I learnt the hard way
Pack, squeeze, shut and lift
dust, swab, sweep and sift
Two bins full, and a broken shelf
This while I indulge, in pity for self
You have to move your kit
But none else gives a shit
I hate to sound whiny
But the boxes aren't tiny
Indifference. Anger it did provoke
Then a voice, from within thus spoke
Adam for Adam, and Eve for Eve
Gospel it is, then why the peeve?
I guess I expect much from friends
But it's fine. considering, well it all ends
