Cleaning Poem

[Marcia Moore]

Cleaning Poem   

I asked the Lord to tell me
Why my house is such a mess.
He asked if I'd been 'computering',
And I had to answer 'yes.'

He told me to get off my fanny
And tidy up the house.
And so I started cleaning up...
The smudges off my mouse.

I wiped and shined the topside.
That really did the trick...
I was just admiring my work..
I didn't mean to 'click.'

But click, I did, and oops I found
A real absorbing site
That I got SO way into.
I was into it all night. 

Nothing's changed except my mouse
It's very, very shiny.
I guess my house will stay a mess...
While I sit here on my hiney.     

[Judy Harder]

HA HA.........At my age I feel  if I want to play all day, then I
can play. If I just sit at computer all day, except for crumbs that spill
onto the key board........and my trips to the bathroom, ( from all that water, I
must drink) and the fact that I leave the bed ready to  crawl into when I am
ready.......and no one else is here to care;.
Why should I...........LOL.... I am content and who ever wishes to stop and
see me they are very welcome............those who come to check out my housekeeping
should  probably just say "Howdy" as they pass on by.
Thanks for the poem.
Hope turkey day is going as well for you as it is for me.
No plans were made, and since I am just about to get over a bad cold.....I am
doing nothing.
Just hanging.
Hugs and God bless