Dirt: Four Letter Word of a Homemaker

Not invited should you care.

Staring back with no emotion

a sudden wave of notion.

Grab a rag and wipe away

dirt be gone I say!

Clinging to life from the rag

oh why must you nag?

In final victory I wash you out

water and soap will assist this bout.

Round and round twist and turn

toss in the dryer to burn.

Success,

I have won the battle for now on you mess!

Until tomorrow when you creep in again

Will this fight ever end?

Wipe, wash, dry, and fold

Don't came back and do as your told!

Day after day

I win the war with no delay!

Causing me so much greif

All I want is some relief.

Time to do the things I love

writing, yoga, maybe a back rug?

Just a moment of peace to smile

enjoy life all the while.

Then I know I must get back

hunt you out again and that's a fact.

Around the corner I sneak and seek;

I see you dirt you think your meek?

HA, ha I call!

Taking the fall

Wounded by bleach

this will teach

you to mess up my house.

No escape I have many more friends

this is the end.

Give up now

the mop shall prevail!

Sweep first, then a mop

quick rinse then I stop.

From the rag into the wash, then the floor,

and onto the mop. Next you'll be by the door

waiting to score.

I've seen it all before

Fight until I day I die

This is no lie

dirt your done

accpet it and run!

Your the squalid one not me.

The four letter word that won't has no decree.