Sweep Poem by Dorsey Baker

Sweep



The rug is full
of dirt
got to sweep it until
it come clean
until it come clean
so full
of dirt
been piling up
a long long time
Baby its such
a worrisome thing
when you have
got too much
dirt on your mind
Too much
dirt on the street
the sweeper got a broom
and he is
ready to sweep!

Saturday, January 18, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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