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Ode to Cleaning My Room
The brave girl wades through papers and books,
Trash and trinkets,
Brandishing her trashbag
Under the muck and mess
There is a floor, a desk, a bed
Somewhere.
A wallet found, a hairtie worn on the
first day of classes, a note
from her roommate written months ago.
And barely begun is half done
so she is determined to complete the task
to the utmost. Her room will be clean.
She works tirelessly.
haha... ok, so I did find my wallet under a pile of papers on my desk. But before I leave I swear my room will be in perfect order. Really.
The brave girl wades through papers and books,
Trash and trinkets,
Brandishing her trashbag
Under the muck and mess
There is a floor, a desk, a bed
Somewhere.
A wallet found, a hairtie worn on the
first day of classes, a note
from her roommate written months ago.
And barely begun is half done
so she is determined to complete the task
to the utmost. Her room will be clean.
She works tirelessly.
haha... ok, so I did find my wallet under a pile of papers on my desk. But before I leave I swear my room will be in perfect order. Really.