cleaning song

poetry

we’ve lived in filth
for quite a while
but now, it’s time to change;

the parents are coming,
will be here soon,
right now, they’re on their way;

so we’ll dust,
and we’ll find all the rust;

and we’ll mop,
and we’ll find all the slop;

and we’ll sweep,
and we’ll find things to make us weep.

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