Twas the night...

Twas the night before my birthday and all through the house,

I was busy cleaning even under the couch.

The clothes were all hung in the closet with care,

in hopes that the children will have something to wear.

The floors were so clean, oh how they glistened

and they sparkled and shimmered until the next morn

when the children awake and make a mess once more.

But I will enjoy the fresh feeling all through the night,

because in the morning it will soon look a fright.

Ah, I love a clean house!