Cleaning Poem

Cleaning Poem

I asked the Lord to tell me
Why my house is such a mess.
He asked if I’d 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 topside.
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 way into.
I was into it all night. <>

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

2 Responses

  1. very different….

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