Without any doubt, cleanliness is holiness
showers bring forth purity and Godliness.
I'll shout it aloud, washing-down pleases me
for the duration, bright green is the scenery.
Lawns have a sheen, a kind of perfection
a hose cleans the shrubs to a golden reflection.
Little birds know that hygiene is Godliness
as fledgelings are winging, skylarks are singing.
Without any doubt, to cleanse is for all of us
rain is heaven sent and the outcome is glorious.
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