Cleaning Poem

I asked the Lord to tell me

Why my house is such a mess

He asked if I'd been 'computering',

And I had to answer 'yes.'

He told me to get off my butt,

And tidy up the house.

And so I started cleaning up...

The smudges off my mouse.

I wiped and shined the topside.

That really did the trick...

I was just admiring my good work.

I didn't mean to 'click.'

But click, I did, and oops - I found

A real absorbing site

That I got SO way into it,

I was into it all night.

So nothing's changed except my mouse.

It's as shiny as the sun.

I guess my house will stay a mess.

While I sit here on my bum.

Thank you for being my e-mail buddy and friend!