housework

 

housework

door

There isn’t time to do the dishes,

make the beds or mop the floors;

there isn’t time, (the day’s delicious),

calling me to come outdoors.

 

It must be time to watch the parrots,

wet the plants and pluck a rose.

It must be time to harvest carrots,

housework later, I suppose.

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