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Silver - I Sweep And Mop
I sweep and sweep, mop and mop,but it never fails in come the trails, little black feet track across the room. Oh my Gawd, I'm gonna scream, there goes my fresh cleaned floor. I sweep and sweep, mop and mop, but it never fails, I leave the room for just a second, come back in what the heck, Oh my Gawd, I'm gonna scream, my children pouring syrup across the floor. I sweep and sweep, mop and mop, but it never fails, my husband of all things walks in the door, slipping and sliding, falling on his butt. It's what he gets, for crossing my floor. © Cara L. Greenlee, All rights reserved http://allpoetry.com/poem/3555594
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- 102nd Contest by Tarja.
475 points, ended December 13, 2007, 3 entries
Silver trophy winner
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