There’s a phenomenon of filthiness
That seems to reappear.
This spotless house declines to dirty
The moment I get here.
You keep this place spic and span
All while I’m away.
I cross the threshold and
Your cleaning goes on holiday.
I’m at a loss.
I cannot figure out what could be worse:
True slothfulness, or this episodic
Hospitality in reverse!
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