I am a man but, I can clean, if I have to, I guess ..... Amen
I walk to the hall, bed made for the day
I trip over things I should put away
I limp down the steps, and I think oh boy
The carpet needs vacuumed, oh what a joy
On to the bath room, I look in the sink
I think to myself, has it been a week?
The mirror is splashed, but what do I care
It's still pretty clean, where I comb my hair
In to the kitchen I turn on the light
I think and I wonder, oh what a sight
It wasn't this bad when I went to bed
Some one snuck in, to mess with my head
I swear it was cleaned, but when??? I confess
again I do think, where comes from this mess
so I get out the vacuum the soap and scrub brush
I'll put on some music , I think, what's the rush
I pick up the carpets and slide out the door
I shake and I shake them , then shake them once more
Back to the kitchen, what do I do next
go to the computer .......a few lines of text
Now to the vacuum, on the floor let it glide,
time for a break,......... I go sit outside
I look for the bucket it's no where in sight
think, .where did i use it ... I know it's outside
I go to the shrub bed, I think might be there
not what I wanted...... but, I really don't care.
I pull a few weeds....... I step on a rake
feel the lump on my head... time again for a break
I go to the pantry, think, Why am I here??
My mind has been slipping, I go into fear
Back to the computer I write a few lines
Think, that ought to do it, I still got a mind
I go for the cleaner and hunt for the mop
This beautiful day has turned to a flop
Two hours later and I am still here
where did the time go, I really don't care
The floor finally dry the carpets are down
five hours elapsed, from bed room til now
What can I do now , I ponder and think
I go to the bath, clean the mirror and sink
From the smell of ammonia, I gather new power
I finish the sink and jump to the shower
This odor got to me, legs feel like two snakes
I think what's the hurry, I'll just take a break,
Again I am thinking, sittin here on my butt
this work is for women, but, I'll keep my mouth shut.
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Funny!
I like this write alot, and think your doing a splendid job with the hoovering!
Deborah
Believe it or not .....
It's the truth ...... I built this house and I keep it clean ............BUT !!!!!!! I try to combine manly things in with the house keeping chores, so I don't develop Male PMS. Glad you liked my tale of misery .......lol david
Here! Here! sounds familiar
yeah man, I can relate- funny- alot of wit. so sadly true it made me almost cry, expecially the rake part.