Dust
I wouldn't say I like dust,
But dust loves me
All around the house, I see
Dust.
Dust everywhere,
On the table and the chair
Nothing can compare
With my war with
Dust.
I use a soft cloth
To wipe all that pesky dust off,
I turn my back only to find
Some have settled on the blinds.
Dust
Why are you so thick?
Is it what makes you tick?
Softly sifting around the house,
Like a sort of invisible louse
Dust
I feel irritated by you, so
If only temporarily, you must go.
Come on, duster, wipe away.
You are not welcome. You have outstayed your stay.
I must get rid of you,
Dust!
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