Best Housework Poems
Housework what a chore
I refuse to do it any more
My poor hands have blisters
And my hands are sore
Oh my what a bore.
The more you do
The more you find
It's such hard work
And I don't have the time.
Some peoples houses are like a show room
Mine A sty
Think I was born without the tidy gene
I'm just a man who doesn't clean.
Antique pizza found under the coach
But how I wish I had a tidy house
Piles of books everywhere
If anyone came they couldn't find a chair.
I tried housework some years ago
But what I let myself in for I didn't know
I bought every cleaning substance known to man
I stood proud with a mop and bucket in my hands
You used to be able to look out of the windows and see the trees
I cleaned and scrubbed on my knees
I threw loads of stuff away. It seemed I was cleaning night and day.
Oh how I hate throwing things away
I keep everything thinking
It will come in handy one day
But it never does.
Oh won't someone come and clean for me
I can't help it I'm such a busy bee.
A man's work is never done
Not because we do any
Because it's far from fun
No we just think about it
And think some more
Oh why is housework such a chore.
''Not a true story, but I avoid it as much as poss''.
Peter Dome.copyright.2014. July.
And now I'm sat here tired frustrated
In my apron and rubber gloves
Doing chores in the buff on my mind
apron strings dangling down my behind
I hope he keeps mum
about seeing my bum
'coz my window cleaner's just resigned!
The more I let go of
these tiresome soul struggles,
the should haves,
the should bes,
the more it is possible,
to be messy and
alive.
There's more to keeping house,
Than washing dishes, sweeping floors.
You must wipe away the dirt,
From window sills and doors.
Picking up and straightening,
For certain is a must,
But if you want it to be clean,
It's wash and scrub or bust.
Because you ran the vaccuum,
You think you've done a chore;
But did you wash the window panes?
Did you mop the floor?
The cupboard doors need wiping down,
Else they get greasey, tacky.
The hood above the stove as well.
The counter tops are nasty.
Then there's dusting to be done,
And don't forget the bathroom.
Tub and toilet, bathroom sink,
Deodorize the room.
Now if you think your work is done,
The bedrooms need a cleaning;
So everything smells fresh and clean,
As you lay a-dreaming.
Tomorrow is another day,
Just like the one before.
You did all this just yesterday,
But it must have grown some more.
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
There's more to keeping house,
Than washing dishes, sweeping floors.
You must wipe away the dirt,
From window sills and doors.
Picking up and straightening,
For certain is a must,
But if you want it to be clean,
It's wash and scrub and dust.
Because you ran the vacuum,
You think you've done a chore,
But did you wash the window panes?
Did you mop the floor?
The cupboard doors need wiping down,
Else they get greasy, tacky.
The hood above the stove as well,
The counter tops are nasty.
Then there's dusting to be done,
And don't forget the bathroom.
Tub and toilet, bathroom sink,
Deodorize the room.
Now if you think your work is done,
The bedrooms need a cleaning,
So everything smells fresh and clean,
As you lay a-dreaming.
Tomorrow is another day,
Just like the one before.
You did all this just yesterday,
But it must have grown some more.
The kitchen's disinfected, the worktops squeaky clean,
The laundry's in the wardrobe and nothing's left in the machine.
The crockery is washed and dry, it's stacked in cupboards, looking neat.
There's just one nagging problem, I've got nothing left to eat!
Hemming my new bell bottoms.
Summer radio blaring to best seventies hits.
School's out ~ life is good.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 1st place 2026
She loves doing housework and cleaning her husband said.
He assumed this, as she enabled the rest of them to be pigs.
She expected to do the chores no one likes; it had been her mother’s life.
Her husband had no idea that his wife dreamed of an education.
She would have loved to take art, engineering or psychology classes.
She likes baking and cooking her children told everyone.
They signed her up to bring pies and cakes everywhere.
School, church, girl scouts, boy scouts – they signed her up.
She woke up early to bake, so she would not disappoint anyone.
After the children left, she left also. Finally chasing her dreams.
She has gone crazy her family said for they had never known her.
I roning clothes – I love that job. Oh, my gosh!
L aundering them first is another one
O f numerous chores that let me wash
V arious things. Wash this or that. How fun!
E ven pots and pans! I must say . . .
H ow much more pleasure can there even be?
O n my hands and knees most of the day
U sing so much zeal makes me feel so free.
S uch a good place to be in mind and soul.
E very day I search for things that I can dust.
W ithout things to wipe off, what might be my role?
O ven cleaning. What joy! Mopping – a must!
R are are nights that early to bed I go.
K eeping up chores, I sing Heigh Ho Heigh Ho!
Sept. 6, 2021
Acrostic sonnet for Message in an Acrostic 2 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Kim Rodrigues
Kitchen table clean
check
kitchen floor swept
check
microwave oven clean
Are you crazy?
I have to leave something
for tomorrow
Dripping Dry
It’s fun not
to lie,
Dishes are done
let’s have some
Fun!
Friday Night
At last
Time for a Blast
Take it all in
Like a Dolphin
that swims
Multichoice test. Answer A B or C to each of the following to determine your housework saturation level.
1. Generally, it can be said that Housework is...
A. Boring and Tiring
B. Unappreciated
C. Both of the above
2. Vacuuming is....
A. A waste of time
B. Bad for the back
C. Both of the above
3. Doing Laundry is....
A. A necessary evil
B. A precursor to hours of folding
C. Both of the above
4. Would you agree that tidying up is. ..
A. Never ending
B. Mind numbing
C. Both of the above
5. The dishwasher is ...
A. Invisible to family members
B. Unable to empty or fill itself
C. Both of the above
6. Consider the following poem...
'housework drives me round the bend
there is never an end in sight
I'd get stuck in to get it done....
but I'd be up half the bloody night!'
Is it
A. True
B. Correct
C. Both of the above
Marking and Prizes
1. If your answers were primarily A or B, then you are not sufficiently worn out the by housework grind.... yet.
2. If you answered C to all the questions then congratulations! You are officially fully immersed in housework, up to the eyeballs, and over it.
3. As expected, there is no prize. Or even a bottle of wine. Console yourself with the chocolate you hid in the back of the fridge under the veggies.
There is a teensy tiny bit of hope in the recesses of my mind
That this house will clean itself.
That I will wake up and it will be done.
The pages and piles and boxes and bags will
Have miraculously disappeared overnight.
There is another part of me that
Simply does not care.
I will tap into that part today.
It is a Saturday, my day off.
More snow tonight. Makes sense.
We just paid to have the snow removed from the driveway.