Garage Sale by Linda Knaus

Most every summer Mom works hard,
beginning right at dawn,
by putting things she doesn’t want
for sale out on the lawn.

Those bargain prices drive folks nuts.
This year they went too far.
One lady bought our front porch steps.
Another bought our car.

And then it got ridiculous,
so that’s when I got mad.
“Hey, lady! Some things aren’t for sale—
now please put down my dad!”