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About This Poem
Our Amazing Cleaning Lady
A sweet young thing comes to our humble abode
Once every month without fail
Sure ain't your average cleaner type person
She zooms through the place like a gale
A neighbour once noticed she had a cute li'l bum
I told him I wholeheartedly concur
We both could wind up with marital problems
Accused of being a couple of voyeurs
Once we thought of adopting this young sweetie
But her hubby would never agree
We had to settle for her once a month visits
Such a shame between you and me
It seems I might have lost my train of thought
My engine almost left the station
To get back to the fabulous job that she does
Sure appreciate her monthly visitation
© Jack Ellison 2013
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