Ode to Clorox Wipes
Until you came into my lifeI dreaded the weekly scrub.
The smelly, white, and porcelain thrown
Would on my conscious rub.
But now, lo, there is no fear
In fact there is pure joy.
I no longer hide, gag, and puke
Because of my new toy.
Oh my wipes, oh my wipes
You have made my life more fun.
Oh my wipes, oh my wipes
Now this ode is done.
I love them!
The smelly, white, and porcelain thrown
Would on my conscious rub.
But now, lo, there is no fear
In fact there is pure joy.
I no longer hide, gag, and puke
Because of my new toy.
Oh my wipes, oh my wipes
You have made my life more fun.
Oh my wipes, oh my wipes
Now this ode is done.
I love them!
2 comments:
They are quite handy. When Alice and I do a "blitz" (Christian's word) before company comes over, these swipe down the bathroom in no time!
Amen and Amen.
Love the poetry that I can understand. It kind makes me want to go clean the bathroom.
but only kind of ;)
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