The Fairy God Duster
To all those
Who are feeling blue
Nobody knows
What you’ve been through
A house in the throes
Is a major clue
She sees your woes
Which is her cue
Like a thief in the night
While you dream
Do not take fright!
She comes only to clean
She can reach any height
with wings so preen
with all of her might
no dirt will be seen
A magic duster
she holds in her hand
Brings back the luster
to that old night stand
Get rid of your dust buster
and list of demands
Cause you can even trust her
with your wedding band
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