This was a very fun write
about every housecleaner's bane.... DUST!

My thanks to Daniel [not a member here]
for this enjoyable write.

~L.~


Curse Of Sneezes[Co-write with Daniel Vidoni]

Oh dust; a pox on you
How you vex me
Up my nose you go
Like angels upwards to heaven.

Mine watery eyes stare through red
my nose quivers with random itches
my face runs with the waters of life
You irritate me easily, like a seamstress doing stitches.

I curse your very persistence
I curse your very resistance
Oh dust, will you ever let me be?
I curse your very existence.

I have friend for these situations
And he really is quite clever
Humble in his accomplishments
And an ego he has never.

Oh Humble friend; what is your name?
My vex, it brings the curse of sneezes
and down it lays wherever it pleases
How will you purge my dust?

Oh clever friend; where are you please
This dust has got me in a fluster
I've got to find it; oh where oh where
Is my friend; my feather duster?

03/08/07



Poetry by liz munro The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2007-08-03 at 08:58

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Kathy Lockhart
so cute Liz. I hate dust and it is a plague. I really enjoyed this one. : )
2007-08-03