Cleaning Poem :: I asked the Lord to tell me Why my house is such a mess He asked if I'd been 'computerizing', 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. May your troubles be less, Your blessings be more, And may nothing but happiness Come through your door.
