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Chores Late 70's

Says the child to herself put the toys upon the shelf thus when mother comes to see she will give her praise to me Get up , get dressed and comb my hair she'll be sure to look and stare and as she does stand agape I'll proceed to clean my nape with socks and shoes upon my feet she will surely know I'm neat Sweep my room and make the bed I'll have her spinning in the head flush the toilet , take a bath it's positive to make her laugh Clean my plate and wash the dishes I suppose would fill her wishes Wash the laundry fold it up feed the cat and brush the pup Play outside and wipe my feet pick up garbage and change the sheet and supposing I do thus Do you think she'll stop her fuss COPYRIGHT © 2009 C Michael Miller via Duboff Law Group LLC

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