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I do not want to sweep the floor
nor wash the dishes any more
or mow the grass, or make the bed
my cooking skills have long been dead.

I open a can when I want to eat
the dust keeps gathering round my feet
the garbage piles outside the door
and all the rest I just ingnore.

*I took the time to buy a flower
I don't have time to take a shower
It helps to mask this noxious smell
That lingers in this house I dwell.*

I found the Internet you see
so now its me and my P.C.

Written by Ann Glasgow©
November 11, 2006

*This verse added by a friend.