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Monday, August 7, 2017

Cleaning Poem

I asked The Lord to tell me 
Why my house is such a mess.  
He ask if I had been computering' 
And I had to answer yes.   

He told me to get off my fanny
And tidy up the house
And so I started cleaning up---
The smudges off my mouse.


I wiped and shined the top side.
That really did the trick---
I was just admiring my work--
I didn't mean to click.

But click,I did, and oops I found
A real absorbing site
That I got so into---
I was into it all night. Sigh

Nothing changed except my mouse
It's very,very shiny
I guess my house will stay a mess---
While I sit here on my hiney.

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9 comments:

Sharon Qualls said...

That is about the way it goes ...

Mary Degli Esposti said...

You've earned a rest, no doubt. And cute wording, by the way. How have you been feeling?

LV said...

Love this. Glad you shared as I could use it. Lots I need to do, but seem to find an excuse to put off. That is easy to do when you are by yourself.

jack69 said...

You are a mess (as my aunt Bert would say!) I enjoyed the read and yep lots of truth there. ;-)

TARYTERRE said...

this poem made me smile. so true.

Rose said...

Oh, Pauline...I so love this and it so, so fits!

Lux G. said...

Hey, I love this poem. It seems something I'd write as that sounds like my story. LOL

Hootin' ♥ Anni said...

LOVE this!!!!

Lori said...

Wonderful! Love it!!