Pick them up
And rearrange
Leave them in
Some places strange
Maybe choose
Another room
Time to get out
My new broom
That’s the declutter rag
Pile them high
On that bare space
Send them into
Outer space
When it’s done
And all is moved
I don’t think
That anything’s proved
That’s the declutter rag
There’s still the same
Amount of stuff
When will I ever
Do enough
Did I throw
A single thing out
I rather think
I’m full of doubt
That’s the declutter rag
Company’s coming
I’d better hide
All the stuff
That I’ve tried
So very hard
To throw away
Not keep it here
For another day
That’s the declutter rag
That’s the declutter
That’s the declutter
That’s the declutter rag!