Thursday, November 13, 2008


I asked the Lord to tell me
Why my house is such a mess.
He asked if I'd been 'computering',
And I had to answer 'yes.
'He told me to get off my fanny
And tidy up the house.
And so I started cleaning up...
The smudges off my mouse.
I wiped and shined the topside.
That really did the trick...
I was just admiring my work..
I didn't mean to 'click.'
But click, I did, and oops I found
A real absorbing site.
That I got SO way into it.
I was into it all night.
Nothing's changed except my mouse
It's very, very shiny.
I guess my house will stay a mess...
While I sit here on my hiney.
Author unknown


Darla said...

That is fantastic!!! Did you make that up?

Wanita said...

Love that poem ~ I can identify totally.

I've left you an award today.


Wendy said...

Oh my gawd. I love that! So true!!!! I don't believe the author is unknown. I think she's afraid to come out of hiding in case someone recognizes her!