Dirt and crumbs are everywhere.
Paper bits, and long red hair
Hidden in the rug's white strands
Tracked where children sit and sat.
So I vacuum up the dirt,
Berto's scared, but it won't hurt.
Vacuum's full, I dump it out.
Missed the trashcan. See my pout?
Feet now dusty, grimy, gross,
Dirt between my barefoot toes
It seems that's just how Monday goes:
Two steps front, one back, I s'pose.
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