We are a nation of possessions, they are important to us,
To know what is mine and yours, that is what causes the fuss.
We are greedy to a decree and filled with spite,
Take what is mine and I will get down and fight.
I will square off on a dime if you corner my stuff,
I do not care what it is, it’s mine, I will take no guff.
The fact that I have discarded it, don’t use it, or put it away,
You still can not have it for maybe I want it on a rainy day.
What is mine is not yours, and I will go to the mat,
Drama for my possessions is a matter of fact.
It is my toy, my bike, my old discarded video game,
It is still mine and you have no right to take it away.
When I get older and have tons of unused things,
I will still have the need for my useless blings.