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My wardrobe could cry...

My wardrobe could cry...

Empty hangers were once dressedΒ 
Different sizes, I'm not impressedΒ 
Who lives in these very few clothes
A shirt from a skinny self, years agoΒ 
It looks like I'm doing timeΒ 
My poor wardrobe could cry
My daughter said "dad this looks bad"Β 
But nothing fits and I'm rather glad
I could do with a fresh look and trim the fat
I'm thinking about a waist coat and a trilby hatΒ 
She said "ok dad, we could work with that"Β 
So now I've got my very own fashion guruΒ 
I just hope I don't end up looking like LuluΒ 
I'm a man! Grr...!
"Dad, please don't make me laugh!"
At least your hobo days are in the pastΒ 
Poor little wardrobe, no need to cry
Clothes are coming your way, so wipe your eyes...

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sparrowsong

Hello Wayne...

The LuLu look on men can be quite entertaining...

All the Mothers hearts know he wanted to be a girl...

Great fun write!

Thank you for sharing...

Hugs...

sparrowsong

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Wayne Stubbs

??? excellent comment sparrow! Thanks very much ??

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