Clean Up Job

Clean Up Job Bundles of bills stashed in drawers Bundles of bills stashed behind doors The thought that they will not be seen Even in my sewing machine Papers stacked up high on my desk High enough for a statuesque Oh even in boxes they hide Yes I even have some outside Too many clothes in my closet Not even one more deposit Throw it outside the closet door There isn't room for anymore Many dishes in the cupboard Opposite from Mother Hubbard Who had nothing at all in there The two of us you can't compare I will hire me a big truck To haul away this pile of muck My house must be clean by summer If it isn't what a bummer There's spider webs in the corners They're dead but there are no mourners There's spots on the carpet, oh my This is enough to make me cry Well how did this place get so bad? Maids and butlers all I have had They were a lazy lot I guess To let this place be such a mess Gut the house and let's start over Throw it off the 'Cliffs Of Dover' Now this, my house, is more than clean The cleanest place you've ever seen. Copyright © 2005 Lunaria (Lila May Guptill)