While I Was Out


While I was out, they toasted my health,
Then hocked my possessions and auctioned my wealth.
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While I was out, my bed was unmade,
My plants were unwatered, my rent was unpaid.
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While I was out, no one mowed my lawn,
My faucet was running, my stove was left on.
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While I was out, they stopped up my drain
And left my canary outside in the rain.
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While I was out, my name was forgotten.
In memory's backwash, I sank to the bottom.
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While I was out, my only true lover
Burned all my letters and found her another.
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While I was out, my tax was collected,
My house was disordered, my plans were neglected.
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While I was out, someone else played my hand,
Then ate all my food and divided my land.
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While I was out, my kettle boiled over
And someone spilled grape juice on my new sofa.
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When I returned to discover this mess,
I turned back around, waved goodbye, and I left!
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