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A cute poem was sent to my email and I want to share it with you today. For more smiles, be sure to go to Kim's at Homesteader's Heart. Have a great day everyone!




Cleaning Poem



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 good work.


I didn't mean to 'click.'


But click, I did, and oops - I found a real absorbing site


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.

Comments

  1. DeniseSeptember 11, 2009 at 7:32 AM

    I love this, really cute. lol

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  2. Kathy C.September 11, 2009 at 8:48 AM

    Ouch - I'm feeling conviction, LOLOLOL. I like that. Now,...to click onto the next funny. :)

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  3. RCUBEsSeptember 11, 2009 at 8:48 AM

    The picture was a great excuse..LOL...Love you sister Mary. Thinking of you today and lifting you up in prayers.

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  4. Musings of A MinisterSeptember 11, 2009 at 9:29 AM

    Funny, funny, funny. Have a great day.

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  5. AndreaSeptember 11, 2009 at 9:30 AM

    I love it! :) Very sweet and too true for me, I'm afraid.

    Take care. May the Lord bless you. May He give you a wonderful, joyful weekend!

    Andrea

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  6. Kim @ Homesteader's HeartSeptember 11, 2009 at 10:07 AM

    I love that poem! Did I write that? LOL
    I have that same cartoon at the bottom but it's a girl holding the computer! I love it!
    Happy Friday to you my friend.
    Kim

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  7. christy roseSeptember 11, 2009 at 10:53 PM

    cute! Love the cartoon! I know I kinda feel the same way!

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  8. AlleluiabelleSeptember 12, 2009 at 10:50 AM

    Hi Dear Friend,

    You always make me smile when I come here or think of you and your precious smile.

    This is a keeper :D

    Love you and still lifting you up in prayer!

    Peace, Love & Many Hugs,
    Alleluiabelle

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  9. KelliGirlSeptember 12, 2009 at 9:29 PM

    Oh, I can relate to this!

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