Untidy House
Untidy house!
Round and round;
Racing 'round like headless chook;
Cleaning, cleaning frenzy so.
Guests are arriving near,
House of daily living though
Is not what they want to see?
All spic-n-span is not of daily grind.
So your visiting folk
Are introduced into a world
Of falsehood here,
But for them all they want to see
Is you!
The person of the house,
The rellie,
Or the friend,
The one they've come to know.
Untidy House!
'tis equally same;
As someone wearing tattoo,
Ring nose piercing,
Being wheel chair bound in mobility,
Speaking witrh a lisp,
Walking with aide of stick,
For those same souls
Maybe disfigurement,
And if it's that,
Then over time
Magically a disappearing act,
Therefore all the world to see,
The real person in the skin within.
Untidy house no more.....
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