My Cleaning Lady

You should hear her curse!
About the books books books
That I drip everywhere.
She says I stack them unevenly.
I tell her I wont mention her breasts.
Sometimes some things topple over
I tell her.

Then she tells me how she played
With the cats and how they laughed
As she was cleaning the bathroom...

You should see the shine she brings
To my face
When I get home from work.
As I read her cursing notes...
The cats are now comatose-
Thanks to her her her
Thanks to her I realise how easy
It might be to stack up books.
And looks so disapproving.
I adore my cleaning lady.









Poetry by jenks The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2009-04-30 at 01:10

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Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
can we swap? I have a four foot high madeiran who breaks lots of things
2009-04-30


Dee Daffodil
Perhaps you could send her my way... LOL My family is in need of tuning up...and unfortunately...they ignore me... :-)
Hugs,
Dee
2009-04-30


Purple Phoenix
This is wonderfully warm and brought a smile to my face, nice work! :-)
2009-04-30



A wonderful tribute to great cleaning ladies Linda, I have known a few myself but none this homely!lol

I am jealously smiling at you, Tai
2009-04-30