There you are regally sitting mere
Time and again in the little corner
With your old chipped wooden body
Seaming hems what you mostly do
None empty space because of you
If only you could hear me shout
I would tell you to, ‘please get out!’
How I wish I could drag you away
On rusty wheels you'd go in a sway
Move on, get out you ugly blot
Just go away and vacate that spot
Make yourself scarce, follow as I say
Do leave and get out of my way
Just let that little corner free
Coz really, it should belong to me
If however you still wish to overstay
Clearly I’d have to throw you away
For no choice you leave the peeved me
Out the window you’d definitely be
When come the day you are missed
I would innocently say I never noticed
Good riddance, once you're there no more
Clutter less it'd be without you my eyesore
