She is a stickler for cleanliness
paper towels, napkins and napery
change of garments and underwear
washed and ironed, fresh incensed
She belongs to the old school
not of a sense of display
this is no bourgeois dilettante,
a lover of clean and healthier
cleanliness next to godliness
no idle banter
born again blievers,
just clean is healthier
a beacon of stability in times
of calamity and war
terrorism and blackmail
a paper towel to wipe the
grease, grime and dirt
a road sign and prayer
to civil and good decor
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