By
Bud Lemire
It's such a hot day, so I'll sit and have a drink
A rootbeer float, hits the spot just right
The floors need sweeping, what a sorry sight
So many things everywhere, it's easy to see
Dust seems to collect, in so many places
On top it all settles, in most of the cases
Inside the refrigerator, things have spilled
And the garbage can, is way over filled
The shower is dirty, all over the floor
The toilet needs cleaning, and so much more
The laundry basket, is piled up with clothes
A disgusting smell, comes to my nose
I tell you, it's a Housework Nightmare
Another sip of my rootbeer float, as I sit and stare
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