I think you have summed up life for most of us, except, strangely enough, janitors, they being the lone exception which proves your rule. Pick up a broom. Sweep a little, your wife may stop yelling at you. During football games, never let your wife see you standing next to a broom or you'll miss the game. When I was married, we were bride and broom. I'll tell you one thing I know 4sho: If I ever meet the clown who invented brooms.......I'll shake his hand....I'll pat him on the back.....but I wont hit him, I wont hit him, ,I wont........THE HELL I WONT HIT HIM. (camera to john wayne throwing a really phoney and gay air punch to the stand in double).
But I digress. Your poem moved me. You can write, sir or madam. I gave it a five.
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