"Why on earth would you ever need a knife?”-- Concerned Younger Sister
“In case I need to stab someone. Duh.”-- Me.
“In case I need to stab someone. Duh.”-- Me.
This collection of knives
For sale to not the highest,
For sale to not the highest,
But first
Bidder.
I want them gone. My wrist action
Is tired, I don’t fancy a quick garrotting
Any more.
They are sharp, clean, in good condition,
they should go to someone I know,
they should go to someone I know,
Who will use them well.
I’m neither as tough
Nor noble
As I thought.
So here, for a reasonable-- I’m not
Asking much; pick them up or walk.
Asking much; pick them up or walk.
We’ve been having this conversation too long.
And either way
You’ll get them.
You’ll get them.
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