Wednesday, July 31, 2024

Mr. Clean

 A long, long time ago

In a grocery store far away 

Lived a man named Mr. Clean 

With his scrubbing bubbles by his side

He would Clean the mess left behind 

By the customers of the day

Broken bottles and broken jars

Displays knocked down by wayward carts

Candy wrappers here and there

Whole displays knocked over without care

Mr. Clean would just look and stare

His scrubbing bubbles fly through the air

The cleaning start then and there

Just a days job for them

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