Rummaging through life I found all the old things to be new again
I found that all that had been thrown away I could use
I saw things that I had never looked at before
And saw the price of life come up

As if my living could provide for me a need to be wise
I took some of those odd treasures and I spread some of those ideas
Out on my shelf and expressing all along the need for a discount
On life’s sale I came up with coupons and rebates

But as I traveled on rummaging through life I tumbled head on into a
Window of lost thoughts mistaken expressions, loud, and boisterous opinions
And then I sneezed and found the real handkerchief that was made of the sort of silk
That lets you know that to blow away the useless things in life is to deny yourself

The luxuries of the future of life
Funny how all this seem to come to me just as I sheltered the thought
That I was sick and tired of life and all of it’s many circles
Casting my eye around I held on to a journal from an old friend
Saying how she loved all my old tidbits of life and would cherish them until
The End