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.

Elly I have American friends I know what a fanny is... might want to change it to 'bum' for our Australian readers

 

It was very funny though... :rofl:

I didn't write it just copied it but fanny = bum for those who didn't know.

This is too true! I am going to go now and ...change my signature. That oughta take a couple of hours...

Lol this is so true, nice poem

*looks around house* Oh so true

Hey, my excuse is, there are better things in life than cleaning the house