Christine

Some time ago you told me that
You’d kept everything I gave yer
Whatever else you might have done
This is strange behaviour

You’ve got a boat, there’s a bridge you made
That goes over a railway line
Loads of jigsaw puzzles
To help you pass the time

There’s lots and lots of bubble wrap
To fill up any space
Various little knick knacks
To put in your kitchen place

But one single thing of all you have
My mind reels with paradoxes
There must be at least one whole room
Where you keep those cardboard boxes.