funny poems I wrote
Dirty dirty house
Your dust bunnies run wild
Nesting in corners
Never endangered,
The carpet is their prairie
And vacuums their foe
Dirty edges
And grimy grout
Overgrown hedges
With spiders throughout
Dinged up walls
And scuffed up trim
Dark and dusty halls
That look pretty grim
Overgrown lawn
a flotilla of ants
Arrived to clean at dawn
Success? Fat chance
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