JOSHUA TIME 330

Cleaning Poem I asked the Lord to tell meWhy my house is such a mess.He asked if I'd been 'putering',And I had to answer "yes." He told me to get off my fannyAnd tidy up the house.And so I started cleaning up...The smudges off my mouse.I wiped and shined the topside. That really did the trick...I was just admiring my work... I didn't mean to 'click.'But click, I did, and oops I foundA real absorbing siteThat I got SO way into...I was into it all night.<> Nothing's changed except my mouseIt's very, very shiny.I guess my house will stay a mess...While I sit here on my hiney.