SPRING CLEANING
It may be a task that’s humdrum
This forcing the dirt to succumb
Who is it deplores
That I’m doing the chores?
When
I’ve done them, the cleaner can come.
I’ve done them, the cleaner can come.
And I have to get rid of my clutter
Released from its weight – oh but
what a
what a
Joy it will be
When of dross I am free
My
Spring will spread wide, glide and flutter.
Spring will spread wide, glide and flutter.
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| Photo by EP |
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