Domestic Obsessive Poem by james watkin
Domestic Obsessive
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'This will not do' she maintains.
World, be ever grateful
Your room's largeness sounds not full
Of her trait, tidying's!
Floor to ceiling, ground to sky!
With peace therein o'erturned!
Through tree-shelved decor spurned, burned.
Re-arranged rooted things.
Saturday, October 10, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: cleaning,lady
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12/22/2025 6:11:31 AM # 1.0.0
Very interesting turn of phrases. Truth. Cleaning ladies can drive us crazy!