A ladder appeared at my window today
It comes every Monday, not long does it stay
Stopping for nothing, a man with a leather
Climbed rung by rung and in all kinds of weather
His bucket of water is always so dirty
I daren’t say a word as he often gets shirty
He splattered my windows with smears oh so many
Then asked for his money and checked every penny
Each week it’s the same windows splattered with muck
And I can’t see a lot through my filthy outlook
One thing I know you can see where he’s been
But I wish just for once that my windows were clean
© 2008 David Threadgold
Rambling Riddles & Rhymes
You have made me look at my windwos now David, and somehow they resemble yours. Lovely piece of everyday life. Enjoyed the read. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A laugh a day keeps misery away and that did it for me, I think George Formby could sing that avaniceday regards