Cleaning Sally
Sally's wiping the walls
and the walls are wailing out.
Ripples from within them
shouting clean and clout.
Surfaces seen shining;
glaring they're looked after,
from one small tiny rag
with Sally as it's Master.
Echoes round the roomside
Sally's tamed with cleaner.
Scents invade your nostrills
as cleanliness got meaner.
Oasis's reflecting
in glass around the room
as images and mirrors
merge as if to bloom.
Squeeking little wipes
as Sally rubs her rag.
Music in the air
and joy from in a drag
Smiles surrounding Sally.
Her clean from in her cloud,
with radiating beauty
and Sally standing proud.
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