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.