Tuesday, October 18, 2005


My home is packed,
And ready to go.
Oh why must the days go so slow.

I have cleaned the walls,
And scrubbed the floors.
Even scoured the toilet bowls.

The yard is clean,
The dump run done.
Doggy doo gone
Now that was not fun.

So now my friends
I have nothing to do.
but pick my nose,
and flick it at my clean windows.

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