It Seemed Like a Good Idea

It Seemed Like a Good Idea

It seemed a good idea, I thought I had it right,
Make the most of sunny days, do all housework at night.
As I live alone with neighbours sadly lackin’
I wouldn’t upset anyone, whatever time I’m vaccin’

So I hoovered and I polished, flicked around a duster
Buffed up all the window panes, you would admire their lustre.
I mopped the floors, I watered plants, my brasses truely gleamin’
I was so happy with results, joyous at my schemin’

Then tired out, exahusted, I crawled into my bed
But chores kept tormenting me a tumbling round my head
I tossed and turned then finally, I drifted off to sleep
But resting, no, was dreaming, tho’ not of counting sheep

Using buckets of  hot water I laundered dirty fleeces
Before I had to chase them round to iron out their creases.
A spray of starch was given to any droopy tails
Finish with a manicure, pink polish on their nails

I was left so very weary, lying there in tangled sheets
The dawn chorus didn’t rouse me, I never heard the tweets
Alas all my rejoycing had been a bit too soon
For I must tell, I overslept and didn’t wake till noon

Glenys Halliday