Saturday, May 21, 2011

The Cleaning Poem

The 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 good 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 it...
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.

This was sent to me by a dear friend and I just had to share.  Hope everyone is having a splendid weekend.
Blessings as always,


Karen said...

Cute poem! It brought a smile to my face. :)

Jucó said...

This is really funny, I like it:) And the picture is also cool;)

Mouse said...

love it :) sums us all up sometimes heheh love mouse xxxx

Cross Stitch Crazy Mum said...

lol :) Thanks for the laugh :)