My House is a MESS!
My House is a Mess,
It is SO dirty,
Underneath it all,
It could look so purty.
Socks on the lamps,
Kleenix on the floor,
A miasmic stench wafts through the door.
Oh I wish I was Martha,
or even Paula Dean,
because I am sure their houses are clean!
I am sleepy,
I have scrubbed and mopped,
If I close my eyes I am sure to stop.
But maybe when I open them,
this nightmare will stop......
3 Comments:
Nice poem we all feel this way. My house is a mess too.
Nice poem we all feel this way. My house is a mess too.
Sorry about the double post, I hit it too many times
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