Some poetry abut something I do not like all that much. 😛
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Cleaning day
Dust beware
Here I come
With my bucket and my mop
Vacuum’s on
Sucking air
Just need music in my ears
One more thing
Before I go
Wear my hair up or let down
Kitty cowers
Scared of course
Gosh I make a dreadful noise
Cleaning’s not
All that fun
Is once a month okay at all?
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