She scrubs the floor on hands and knees <br />Nor thinks to take a moment's ease. <br />She dusts and waxes varnished wood <br />And wipes the mirrors as she should. <br />She polishes the silverware <br />And shines the glasses with a flair. <br />She tidies up each cluttered room: <br />No scraps escape her corn-straw broom. <br />She feeds the teak with Danish oil <br />And ferrets out each speck of soil. <br /> <br />Her chores are done; her home's like new, <br />And just the laundry's left to do. <br />But when she washes all her clothes, <br />No smelly socks assail her nose. <br />No stained and spotted pants or skirts, <br />No grimy blouses or tee shirts <br />Will swish among the foamy suds <br />With pretty, dainty party duds. <br />Her jobs are dirty, but she's shrewd- <br />She does her housework in the nude!<br /><br />Yen Cress<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/good-clean-fun/
