Out, Out!
Dear Rachel
I fear you were right
Scandal has kept the buyers away
If only I'd taken your advice
Haven't I suffered enough?
It's fair I should get a good price
My arm is bandaged to my neck
And I still hear the tearing at night
J. Miller and Son
The property pair
Promised me a house
In a good state of repair
So I signed on the line
Took a dram of whisky
And dreamt that same night
Of a burning ash tree
The damp, through gutters and drains
From skin into veins
Rotted the core
And in places the plaster had peeled
I saw where she kneeled
And signed on the walls
Out, out
Out, out
Out, out
Out, out
I braved the garden yesterday
The lawn was yellow with ragwort
The pond had all dried away
I found a dead toad
Pinned to the outbuilding door
Inside were piles of uncarded wool
And a crib that was fixed to the floor
At first
The house was empty
They tore out the carpets
And pried off the boards
And it smelled like a primary school
Playdough and glue
Carbolic soap
The damp, through gutters and drains
From skin into veins
Rotted the core
And in places the plaster had peeled
I saw where she kneeled
And signed on the walls
Out, out
Out, out
Out, out
Out, out
I fear you were right
Scandal has kept the buyers away
If only I'd taken your advice
Haven't I suffered enough?
It's fair I should get a good price
My arm is bandaged to my neck
And I still hear the tearing at night
J. Miller and Son
The property pair
Promised me a house
In a good state of repair
So I signed on the line
Took a dram of whisky
And dreamt that same night
Of a burning ash tree
The damp, through gutters and drains
From skin into veins
Rotted the core
And in places the plaster had peeled
I saw where she kneeled
And signed on the walls
Out, out
Out, out
Out, out
Out, out
I braved the garden yesterday
The lawn was yellow with ragwort
The pond had all dried away
I found a dead toad
Pinned to the outbuilding door
Inside were piles of uncarded wool
And a crib that was fixed to the floor
At first
The house was empty
They tore out the carpets
And pried off the boards
And it smelled like a primary school
Playdough and glue
Carbolic soap
The damp, through gutters and drains
From skin into veins
Rotted the core
And in places the plaster had peeled
I saw where she kneeled
And signed on the walls
Out, out
Out, out
Out, out
Out, out
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Writer(s): Ezra Briggs
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