June, 2, 2000
Garage sale day,
In Weston town;
Signs on poles
In yards abound.
Streets too narrow,
To safely park,
But that's okay,
They're busy till dark.
You creep around
These hilly streets;
Looking for junk,
That's really neat;
Hoping you don't
Meet cars coming through;
There's not room for one,
Much less two.
If you really want
To get very far,
You might as well walk;
Forget the car.
If you have business,
That really can't wait,
You better start early,
Or you'll be late.
To find the right---
"Whatever" ---real cheap,
That's your goal;
That's what you seek;
If when you get home,
It's not right for you,
Have garage sale next year,
And sell it to Sue.
In our great land,
We recycle much;
From paper, to aluminum,
Plastic and such.
So why not junk,
Instead of throwing away;
Makes everyone happy;
It's the American way!
By:Sheila Weaver
AKA:PEACEFULLY
Once a year, Weston, Mo. has a week-end for everyone that want to have a garage sale to have them at the same time. I was sitting on the veranda trying to decide if it was worth the effort to go. I decided-- NO