My mom sent me this little gem in email this morning.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.(Sigh)
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.
Whaddya Say?
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Poetry in the Morning
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6 comments:
Love it!
It sums it all up nicely. :-)
Think I better walk away from the mouse and clean the house!
Very cute and I would have said "Ouch!" however yesterday I cleaned my house for hours. It's sparkly! Wanna come over? ;)
JMJ, I would love to! It'll take me about 14 hours to get there! Make cookies! ;)
Hurray...the house could get dirty 14 hours...or less!
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