The Don'T Dos

They were the don’t dos
And we loved them like family
Only better

We don’t do dishes
We don’t do chores
We don’t do cleaning
We don’t do more

They lived in squalor,
They lived in a mess.
They lived in a pigsty
Their house was casual at best

We don’t dust
We don’t de-bug
We don’t vacuum
Come see our rug!

The don’t dos truly did not do
Their willingness to be so not
Made them neighbors keenly sought

I loved being at their house 
Where I could throw down my lunch
Behind a couch, where it’d make a crunch

Casual them, casual me.  
It was the best place for 
A messy kid to be.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Cunningham Avatar
May 23, 2018 at 11:04 AM
Haha, bit of dust never hurt anyone. But you do seem to relax more rather than a clinical environment.
Krutsinger Avatar
May 23, 2018 at 1:23 PM
It is easier for me to have fun when I'm not worried about wrecking anything.
Poteet Avatar
May 23, 2018 at 10:36 AM
I smiled as I thought of the "Don't Dos" that I know from self, siblings, roommates, children and other family members. Humor and a bit of Serious thought combined here; I enjoyed it.
Krutsinger Avatar
May 23, 2018 at 1:23 PM
Thank you. It flowed, believe me.
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