Congratulations! Today is your day! You’re off to a house! You’re off and away!
Thanks, craigslist, for the table! But only five chairs?
This one’s a doozy. So who really cares?
On your walls, you have space! You could hang a clean sock.
Or even a George Nelson starbursty clock!
In your corner, what’s that? Is that room for a light?
A light with four globes that’s way outta sight?
You knew this would happen, you predicted this fact:
That getting more space would result in more crap.
You had all that room, and you filled it with stuff!
But it all looks so pretty. And I waited enough.