A spring clean in summer, imagine that
Chucking away dusty shirts, ties and a hat
Ruthlessness is key, there's no room for the weak
Memories gone, items no longer matching physique
It's funny how quickly such attachments can sever
Harden your mind, and hand it over to whomever
Now the room is clean, neat but too square
Messiness will undoubtedly follow to be fair