Housework
Who was it who said
Housework prolongs your life?
Surely they jest!
They can go take a hike
I've collapsed on the couch
From just the mere thought
After leaving it it far longer
Than I reasonably ought
Where on earth do I start?
I just can't decide where
Each job worse than the last
I feel down in despair
If only.. if only.. if only
I'd done a bit every day
I'd be feeling self righteous
Instead of filled with dismay
I've practiced avoidance
Become expert at ignoring
Now I'm full of regrets
At the state of the flooring
The windows are grimy
The bathroom needs scrubbing
The washings piled up
Somethings blocking the plumbing
Who on earth has the time
To do extras like dusting?
When the fridge in the kitchen
Is looking disgusting?
I'm sure I'd be keener
And find motivation
If housework attracted
CEO compensation
Instead I lie here inert
Filled up with dread
Paralysed with reluctance
I'll eat biscuits instead
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