A New Cleaning Perspective

My knick-knacks are all quite dusty.
My drawers are far from neat.
There are families of dirt bunnies,
Breeding happily around my feet.

My refrig is growing samples.
There's fluffy green stuff in the rear.
There's some veggies in the drawer,
Sprouting crops for late next year.

Write your name upon the table,
My silver trays show shades of grey.
I haven't waxed in simply eons,
The bathtub rings are here to stay.

But in my house please do feel welcome,
Put your feet up, set a spell.
I won't harp because your shoes are on,
Sure won't faint if wine should spill.

It's all just "things" that we're obsessed with,
Wouldn't it be kind of swell?
If we were as concerned with keeping "people",
As neat and tidy, safe and well?