Chore

It’s time to do a chore

to music so’s not to bore,

I brought out my mop

and bucket a slop!

A drop of bleach,

Clean up so to reach,

I love the feint chlorine,

To give my floor a sheen.

 

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My towels I pegged out,

The cool breeze blows ’em about,

For I can’t afford a tumble drier

and no dishwasher is dire!

But never mind,  just carry on,

The time, where has it gone?

My C.D. will finish in a while,

Still the ironing to do, a pile! :-/

 

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By Debbie Wood-Holland.

 

 

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