The telephone rang,
I answered it.
“Da-ad?” she said
In that pleading way.
OK I thought,
What does she want,
What does she want this time!
“You know I’m moving?”
“Yes” I replied hesitantly,
“Can you help me?”
“It depends what it is” I replied,
But of course I’ll try”
“Well” she said,
“I have been to IKEA,
Been and bought some things
And was wondering,
Wondering if I could put them,
Put them in your garage,
Then collect them when I move?”
“OK” I said, “If they are not too big”
“They are all flat packs
So will fit in” she replied.
She arrives in her overladen car
And into the garage went:
Two wardrobes,
Two cupboards,
And two sets of shelves!
“They will be gone when I move
When I move in three weeks” she said.
Off she went,
And there was me with half her house,
Half her house in my garage.
The telephone rang,
I answered it.
“Da-ad?” she said,
In that pleading way
OK I thought,
What does she want,
What does she want this time!
“Can I send one more item,
One more item to your garage?”
She asked.
“OK I said “just one more”
It arrived by truck,
And now apart from half her house
I now have her shed,
Her shed in my garage.
Kids eh?
But I wouldn’t be without them.