I once lost my newborn in my purse,
Maybe not, but I could, it's as big as a hearse.
My husband sees me rustling through it and spouts,
"It really couldn't look worse."
I am a hoarder, but only in the limits of my purse.
They need it, I've got it!
From wipes, to old receipts, unused coupons, crumbs and more,
and what's this? An old brown apple core.
So after I went to grab my wallet
and the person behind me in line, looked and cringed when they saw it,
I let out a curse and finally decided it was time to clean out my purse.
I cleaned out my purse today and I felt 5 lbs met away,
especially when Sophia looked in and realized there was no where to play.
I cleaned out my purse today and found
3 dollars in change, a size one diaper, that would fit my son in no way,
lots of crumbs, straws and old receipts,
binkies, wipes, and some stale fruit treats.
I cleaned out my purse today and walked a little taller,
the only baggage I was carrying was my bag, my wallet and one wrinkled up dollar,
I knew what was in my purse today and where it was
and when I went to take it out, there was no fuzz,
I didn't flood a table top with old receipts, crumbs, and empty wrappers.
I cleaned out my purse today and I must say, it was looking pretty dapper.
I hope no one needs anything today,
For the first time, I'd be proud to mean and say,
"The only things in my purse are for me, not you!
No get out of there and play!"