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 it.
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.
Oooooo Laura, I know a lot of us can relate to this cleaning poem. Love it. Thank you dear one for always a supporting attitude. Blessings.
ReplyDeleteHi Laura ~ This poem is so true! Thank you so much for visiting my "little space" and sharing your sweet comment! I look forward to my cup of coffee and spending some time to enjoy your postings! Sweet weekend blessings! Hugs ~ Teri
ReplyDeleteHow true that is if we're not careful!! :)
ReplyDeletethank for sharing
ReplyDeleteThis is perfect! I hear my kids yapping about who is doing the dishes right now! LOL
ReplyDeleteHave a nice weekend!
xxoo
Deborah
Hi Laura,
ReplyDeleteThank you for sharing this poem-so true!!
Have a wonderful weekend!
Blessings.
Cute and so true!
ReplyDeleteLove this Laura! Very true at my house sometimes!!
ReplyDeleteOoh, dear, I think a few of us may be guilty of this one! When hubby comes home and the house is a mess, I do sometimes say, "But I did make this LOVELY card!" Fortunately, he is very understanding!
ReplyDeleteThat about sums it up!
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