Phoey on House Cleaning

(This one's for Meghan.)

Spring arrived some time ago

And I’m really sad

It’s spring house cleaning time again

And that sure makes me mad

Dusting is a nasty job

But doing it is a must

It’s got to be done good to make

Room for more “canyon” dust

And then I get the vacuum

And walk a mile or two

Back and forth and forth and back

I’m glad when I get through

Doing all those household chores

Is really hard on me

I wind up with two dish pan hands

And also house maid’s knee

By the time I’m through with it

My two poor feet don’t track

I relax in my chair and say

“Oh my aching back”

When I am dead and in my grave

No more house work will I crave

And on my tombstone painted yellow

That house work killed this poor old fellow

D.B. Cox