This was in an email recently forwarded to me. There was no indication of who wrote the poem, which is a shame because she should get props.
Cleaning Poem
I asked the Lord to tell me
Why my house is such a mess.
He asked if I'd been 'putering',
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.
It's very, very shiny.
I guess my house will stay a mess...
While I sit here on my hiney.
Monday, May 22, 2006
There's a Herd of Dustbunnies Under My Desk
Posted by Candace at 7:55 AM
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