trinkie
29-Apr-06, 20:48
Spring Cleaning by Jenny S Stewart
Wi springtime fast approachin now an twa'r three bursts o sun
E Winter stoor shows in e hoose an makes ye want till run,
Boot wance e cleanin bug gets in yur blood soon starts till sing
As ye wage war wi' cloot an Flash on ivry single thing
Wur room wiz kinna moochy lek, e walls wis broon wi' smok
Id looked at drab id seekind his, so then we ran amok,
Bocht taw 'r three rolls o peyper an twa gret beeg tins o pent
Then hommed in on e fou'some walls an gave wur muscles vent
E peypur didna strip richt off so sopp an watter lotion
Wiz clapped across e sticky bits an soon e magic potion
Wi help o twa blunt dennur-knives revealed e wall ablow
Boot took an awful lock o time, wur progress wiz real slow.
So fa wid pent e ceilin? Yes, ye've guessed id, poor ould me,
An elongated rollur wid be easy work, ah'd see,
Ah'm less than five feet two wi short airms, boy Ah stretched at hard
Ma under-cleys a perted an ma muscles turned till lard
Ah'd pent ablow ma left eye-broo, id streaked across ma airm
Id dreeped until ma eyes lek mad boot caused thum no real hairm
Ah'd surgeon's cep clapped on ma heyd till keep it oot ma hair
Boot michtn've bothered, fringe left oot choost beckoned skinties ere.
Wur Chanis did e wan wall at we's hingin peypur till
An meyde a gran chob for first go (at least id's hingin still)
Ah pented walls an glossed e doors, wur carpet's scrubbed lek new
So, wan room's spring-cleaned for e year wi' three left till do !
Wi springtime fast approachin now an twa'r three bursts o sun
E Winter stoor shows in e hoose an makes ye want till run,
Boot wance e cleanin bug gets in yur blood soon starts till sing
As ye wage war wi' cloot an Flash on ivry single thing
Wur room wiz kinna moochy lek, e walls wis broon wi' smok
Id looked at drab id seekind his, so then we ran amok,
Bocht taw 'r three rolls o peyper an twa gret beeg tins o pent
Then hommed in on e fou'some walls an gave wur muscles vent
E peypur didna strip richt off so sopp an watter lotion
Wiz clapped across e sticky bits an soon e magic potion
Wi help o twa blunt dennur-knives revealed e wall ablow
Boot took an awful lock o time, wur progress wiz real slow.
So fa wid pent e ceilin? Yes, ye've guessed id, poor ould me,
An elongated rollur wid be easy work, ah'd see,
Ah'm less than five feet two wi short airms, boy Ah stretched at hard
Ma under-cleys a perted an ma muscles turned till lard
Ah'd pent ablow ma left eye-broo, id streaked across ma airm
Id dreeped until ma eyes lek mad boot caused thum no real hairm
Ah'd surgeon's cep clapped on ma heyd till keep it oot ma hair
Boot michtn've bothered, fringe left oot choost beckoned skinties ere.
Wur Chanis did e wan wall at we's hingin peypur till
An meyde a gran chob for first go (at least id's hingin still)
Ah pented walls an glossed e doors, wur carpet's scrubbed lek new
So, wan room's spring-cleaned for e year wi' three left till do !