Confession time. I really only clean my house in preparation for a guest. Really. I mean, it's not a sty in between those times but mopping? Nope. Dusting? Nope. Cleaning out the corners? Nuh - uh; not really done until I have the appropriate impetus...an upcoming visit from a guest. What this results in is a happy circumstance of me wanting to have a party not just to party, but also to tidy up. I wrote a poem about it.
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AuthorCreative enthusiast, gregarious naturalist, opinionated humanist, MBA, RYT 200. Amy Kay Czechowicz completed a poetry challenge for 2018 and 2020 by posting an original poem daily to this blog. She's did the first half of the year on Patreon and is finishing the year with her poems here! Search Poems
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