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Created for Acme's comedy poetry contest |
| The other day I cleaned the house from the bottom to the top, but when I tried to clean the floors I couldn't find the mop. I sent my son out to the shed to search the corners there, but he returned without the thing his hands were truly bare. Well, I had to think of something and I had to do it fast. The dirt was coming back to stay much thicker than the last. So I grabbed the trusty water hose my son, he turned and ran he knew our water pressure equaled pent up Hoover Dam. Now there's water water everywhere but the mop still can't be found nor can my son, the neighbor's car, hell, I 've even lost the ground! |