~STOP AND SMELL THE FLOWERS~
T'WAS THE DAY THAT SPRING CAME, AND ALL THROUGH EACH ROOM
CONFUSION AND CAOS, MY HEART FILLED WITH GLOOM..
I STARTED THE WALLS, THEN CAME TO A STOP..
THE CEILINGS, THE CURTAINS, OR MAYBE I'D MOP
WITH MY CLEANER IN HAND, TO THE WINDOW I WENT
ONLY TO FIND THE NOZZEL WAS BENT..
I STARTED MY VACCUM, DUST FLEW ALL OVER THE PLACE
MY HAIR TURNED ALL GREY, T'WAS ALL OVER MY FACE..
I SAT DOWN, MY HEAD IN MY LAP
WOULD I CONTINUE OR GO TAKE A NAP..
AN IDEA, THEN FLASHED THROUGH MY MIND
OFF TO THE BATHROOM, WHAT DID I FIND..
A CAN OF GLADE, SPRAYED IT ALL THROUGH EACH ROOM
BELIEVE IT OR NOT, SMELLED LIKE FLOWERS IN BLOOM..
I DONNED ON MY CLOTHES, WENT FOR A DRIVE
NEVER GOT BACK TILL WAY AFTER FIVE..
I SHOPPED TILL I DROPPED, ATE LIKE A PIG
FOUND GREAT BARGAINS, DANCED A SMALL JIG..
SPRING CLEANING, HEY PUT IT ASIDE
THOSE SALES, WONT ALWAYS RESIDE..
*BUT REMEMBER*
THE DUST WILL BE THERE LONG AFTER YOU'RE GONE
THOSE SALES ONLY LAST A WEEK
SO LAY BACK..KICK UP YOUR HEELS..LIVE A LITTLE..
BUT MOST OF ALL
*STOP*
TO SMELL THE FLOWERS OF LIFE..
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