Cleaner and Cleaner
Why is there a pile of clothes on my floor?
Something would surely be demolished already.
I guess my cleaner guy is doing some other chore.
Or maybe hanging out with ol' Betty.
I must take this away,
as quickly as I can!
We must not delay
Go as quick as we can!
No one will clean more cleaner than us!
Guartenteed!
Please don't feel the need to travel by bus,
No, really, its on us!
The End
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Just some random, really short, amatuer rhyming poems to make you smile.I tend to spend more time picking out a title than actuallly writing the poem.
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