Sweep sweep
The floor never
seams clean
I try
I try
The floor just
always looks dirty
Dust dust
Just because I must
I wripe it away
It always comes back
Like some little
joke
Who's punchline I
lack
Wash wash
The windows and the
doors
Do the dishes
And so much more
Wash wash
It never seams to
end
Just when I think
I've finished
I have to start over
again
Wish wish
Someone else could
do all this
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