"CLEANING POEM"
I asked the Lord to tell me
Why my house is such a mess.
He asked if I'd been 'computering'
And I had to answer "yes."

He told me to get off my fanny,
And tidy up the house.
And so I started cleaning up.....
The smudges off my mouse.

I wiped and shined the topside,
That really did the trick.
I was just admiring my work....
I didn't mean to 'click.'

But click, I did, and oops I found
A real absorbing site
That I got SO way into....
I was into it all night.

Nothing's changed except my mouse
It's very, very shiny.
I guess my house will stay a mess...
While I sit here on my hiney.

Author unknown

A country curtsy to my sweet cousin Phyllis Mae for sending me this cute poem. 

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