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Clean living

Nature abhors a vacuum. It seems so do the kids. Tumbleweeds roll through the room On marks from soiled shoe skids. You're home all day, you have no job. Maybe try stepping up. I earn my way, I'm not a slob. Don't let the clothes pile-up. My favourite thing when I come home Is doing all your dishes. That bathtub ring could use some foam. The toilet bowl some swishes. Brooms are not for flying. Don't start to moan and pout. Those dishes could use some drying. Please take the garbage out.

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Date: 7/24/2017 6:22:00 AM
I really enjoyed this piece. Congrats PL, for having your poem featured in the Poetry Soup homepage! ;-)
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