Darryl Atherton - Auction House Blues

Oh sunny morning anticipation
Off to the auction house
Passing by the tired trees of winter
Down to the auction house
The fear of failure now so strong
We've arrived at the auction house

Mooch through the catalogue
Ambivalent to the crud
Looking for the one or two lots
That are outstandingly good
Now about to start the bidding
Settle into the ambience of the auction house

Minutes seem like hours
Here in the auction house
Waving my paddle forlornly
Against under bidders at the auction house
Will it be a win or is the day a loss
Down at the auction house

There's Clarice, Troika, Denby and Poole
On show at the auction house
Travellers from far and wide
Internet's live in the auction house
Really don't fancy my chances
Against a packed auction house

Gavel goes down on the final lot
It's blue here in the auction house
Time to pay and go unfulfilled
Hopes dashed down at the auction house
Oh dismal afternoon only trepidation
Gone is the anticipation of the auction house
Home now, home to sweet comfort
Far, far away from the lure of the auction house

Written by:
Darryl Atherton

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