I’ve been clearing up the house
sweeping up the crumbs.
It’s a monthly ritual.
Am I mad? Or just dumb?
I clear away the cobwebs
sweep up the dust
collect and bin the rubbish.
Somebody must.
They won’t wash themselves,
mum used to say.
The sink’s full of them
so I put them away.
Make the place spotless
so it shines & it hums.
& I better get a move on
before the cleaner comes.
John L. Malone wrote this piece “… because you don’t come across many funny flash fiction poems :)”
I would love to be that organised!
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Love this flash fiction poem, John
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Hahahah. Too funny!
Yes, I know people who do that because they are ashamed of their mess. However, I also know those make their house as dirty as they can so they get their money’s worth.
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Hilarious! 😂
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thanks guys for the lovely comments; which reminds me I better start texting, to arrange a clean next week 🙂
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Isn’t that the truth!
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Very funny
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Very nice
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