Distidy

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I have got three odd shoes in my bedroom
Though all of them seem to be black
Where have their partners gone?
What on earth have  I done?
I must be distidy, what luck!

When I take them off in the late evening
I should peg them together right then
They like to go wandering
Leaving me wondering
If I should really be a  stray man.

For  women used to do all the housework
Being  tidy should be up our street
I f God made a mistake
Why can’t he remake
My brain and recreate me more neat?


 

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About Katherine

I like poetry and history, literature and music.
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