Man is a squirrel.
Our homes an overstuffed cache.
Or when that don’t suffice
We think it quite nice
To have a second place just for our stash!
Dan did shell out
Over half of his take for the year.
Just to move all his junk
Down to the last trunk
To a hive without the elbowroom near.
When Jim came to die,
What little he’d saved was a treasure.
But once it was appraised,
Sorted and arranged,
It mostly ended up in a dumpster.
Don’t be a squirrel.
Don’t hoard away stuff like it’s something.
What you do want to save
Are memories you pave
As memorials, mementos and trophies.