by Gary Maclean

Created on: April 18, 2008

Inside My Wallet

I once had a bulge on my hip
So large that it made my pocket rip
I tried to remove it
so I could peruse it
but all I could reach was the tip

I worked at my effort for a bit
I wanted that bulge to quit
I finally pulled it free
But all I could see
Was a wallet that gave me a fit

There were papers and labels and stuff
Photos and receipts and fluff
Old things obsolete
New things incomplete
To make sense of it was going to be rough

I pulled and I tugged and I got it all out
Finally it's empty, what's it all about
I sorted everything
Some to keep some to fling
How much was good I started to doubt

From an inch and a half thick
To a quarter of an inch slick
My wallet came clean
From fat to lean
Now it fits in my pocket, what a kick

No longer does a bulge hurt my hip
Pocket's sewn and no longer will rip
I keep it clean as a whistle
No barbs and no thistle
Yay for wallet, yay for me, hip, hip

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