April 29, 2024, placed 2nd in Andrea Dietrich's Andaree Me Again contest
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Extreme cleaning my house is wearing me out, but I’ll get through. There can be no doubt. Straining and scrubbing’s required. Buckets, I’ve perspired. I’m beyond tired. Though not fond of being this mired in hard labor, I aspired to cleanliness. When I’m through, I’ll shout. Extreme cleaning my house is wearing me out.
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