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I know there are chores to be done Laundry pile is growing large and looming The corner of my room overcrowded Bin sits and as I wait it's blooming I fear there be dishes in the sink If I listen close I can hear Cry out my name shamelessly I try not to get too near I am not blind to the layer of dust All objects on my bedside table Mom wasn't lying when she remarked "This coated house is disgusting!" "It looks like a stable!" But don't feel like doing anything Washing dishes Or clothes Or cleaning I think I'll just lose myself Some deeper meaning
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Dec 31, 2019
Dec 31, 2019 at 12:44 PM UTC
The Lazy Poem
I know there are chores to be done Laundry pile is growing large and looming The corner of my room overcrowded Bin sits and as I wait it's blooming I fear there be dishes in the sink If I listen close I can hear Cry out my name shamelessly I try not to get too near I am not blind to the layer of dust All objects on my bedside table Mom wasn't lying when she remarked "This coated house is disgusting!" "It looks like a stable!" But don't feel like doing anything Washing dishes Or clothes Or cleaning I think I'll just lose myself Some deeper meaning
AmandaKayBurke
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30/F/Alaska
Dec 31, 2019
Dec 31, 2019 at 12:44 PM UTC
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