Nice one, Genie!

This one doesn't have a tune, but it might work with a sort of country approach -

Unwanted Presents

Some perfume that I'll never wear
A Mickey-Mouse eared hat
A book that I've already read
And beer that's gone flat –
These are

Unwanted presents
From the bottom of life's sack
All these unwanted presents
I'll simply send them back.

A bath to wash your feet in
And socks to wear in bed
A CD of pop music
that just echoes through my head-
These are

Unwanted presents
They show such lack of taste
All these unwanted presents
They all seem such a waste.

A box, the handle falling off
and funny dust inside
Back to the shop it goes right now-
It cannot be denied
It's an

Unwanted present
I can't take it anymore
What an unwanted present-
So right back to the store.

What's that? Her ashes? Are you sure?
Oh, how can these things be?
I've sent her ashes to the trash
What will become of me?
There's an

Unwanted presence
A chill and spooky air
What an unwanted presence
I feel her everywhere
A haunting unwanted presence
Because I took no care
My sister's unwanted presence
Is with me everywhere.