I’m clearing out my wardrobe
With my old stuff I will part
It’s not that it is past it
But the sales are about to start
It’s said when the New Year comes
It’s out with the old and in with the new
So this is how I translate it
As the sales are in my view
I wonder who decides
The latest fashion for this year
When I have a wardrobe full
Of unfashionable gear
Sometimes I think and ponder
Or maybe I’ll ignore the trend
I’ll wear my outdated fashions
And my money I’ll not spend
But then I think I’ll miss
The excitement of a sale
Where the bargains lure me in
And my resolution will fail
Jenny Hamon
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