My Housekeeper

I once had myself a housekeeper She kept my house spick and span, She was a really good organizer and sweeper For this one tired bachelor man. I worked eighty hours every week And I always worked every shift, So, a cleaning woman I did desperately did seek And the woman I found was a single man's greatest gift. She did my laundry and she cleaned my floors And she did my dirty dishes as well, She organized all of my closets and my drawers She took care of the house where I did dwell. To my house I then gave her a key So, she could enter in when I was tired and sleeping, It brought her joy and some what of glee To be washing my dishes and sweeping. She always did a great job housekeeping And I always paid her wages every Saturday, She'd we working hard while I'd be sleeping She earned every dollar of her pay. Then her and I became more than just friends And then we both decided to date, I thought that I was given some great dividends Now she stayed at my house and always slept in late. She stopped cleaning my home and doing my dishes And she told me now she wasn't my maid, She didn't care for any of my wants or wishes But, still every Saturday she still demanded to be paid. I once had myself a very hard working lady of the house She kept my home always swept and clean, But, when she decided she wanted to be my spouse I fired her, and I bought myself a robotic sweeping machine. Randy L. McClave