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 good 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.

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