Oh house how lovely you are to me,
From your lofty granduer for the world to see.
Your walls envelope me all around
Your roof a hat to sleep so sound
Yet inside your walls so grand and tall
The dirt and scum to me do call
Hand prints and spilled milk all over your face
Keeping up with the messes the true “Amazing Race”
I wash you and clean you and I make you smell nice
I get down on my knees to clean spills more than twice.
Your floor is a battlefield of toy soldiers and knights
Cleanliness avoids you even with all my might.
I would love to honor and keep you so pure
But they would only dirty you once more
So I clean and reclean and then clean again
Maybe a little while it will make you grin
But then just like a never ending dream
The mess appears to cover your beams
Once again I try to vacuum and mop
Of your messes I can never stay atop.
Oh dear sweet house your shelter I admire
But some days to you I would like to set fire
Cleanliness is next to Godliness they say
But some days I want to just run away.
written by Me (Dani) aka Queen of the Dirty House