From across the room I spot you there.
Not invited should you care.
Staring back with no emotion
a sudden wave of notion.
Grab a rag and wipe away
dirt be gone I say!
Clinging to life from the rag
oh why must you nag?
In final victory I wash you out
water and soap will assist this bout.
Round and round twist and turn
toss in the dryer to burn.
Success,
I have won the battle for now on you mess!
Until tomorrow when you creep in again
Will this fight ever end?
Wipe, wash, dry, and fold
Don't came back and do as your told!
Day after day
I win the war with no delay!
Causing me so much greif
All I want is some relief.
Time to do the things I love
writing, yoga, maybe a back rug?
Just a moment of peace to smile
enjoy life all the while.
Then I know I must get back
hunt you out again and that's a fact.
Around the corner I sneak and seek;
I see you dirt you think your meek?
HA, ha I call!
Taking the fall
Wounded by bleach
this will teach
you to mess up my house.
No escape I have many more friends
this is the end.
Give up now
the mop shall prevail!
Sweep first, then a mop
quick rinse then I stop.
From the rag into the wash, then the floor,
and onto the mop. Next you'll be by the door
waiting to score.
I've seen it all before
Fight until I day I die
This is no lie
dirt your done
accpet it and run!
Your the squalid one not me.
The four letter word that won't has no decree.
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