Kith and Kin
By birksy
Wipe the table, wash the floor, Fetch for people who ask for more, Listen when you could ignore, Fix the back, mend the straw. Sweep the debris, clean the bin, Think of those you’d dispose within, Forgive the young, whose only sin, Is to be, kith and kin. Stack the cups, remove the spill, Watch the mop take it’s fill, See dirty water slowly swill, Smile then swallow this day’s bitter pill. © on Jun 30 2001 09:21 PM PST, Simon Birks 0 • 10
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