motherhubbard
05-09-2007, 10:05 AM
So I smell of bleach and onions
I can’t deny that’s true
But this scent reflects my way of life
And the things I love to do
You might ask me if I tire
Of living life this way
But seek your dreams and you’ll find joy
Is what I always say
The hanging sheets fill with wind
They smell so fresh and clean
I hear my children laugh and play
Not one bone is mean
My husband eats whole heartedly
His supper is well made
At night I can rest peacefully
Knowing the bills are paid
These simple joys fill my life
I wish the same for you
But, the lovely scent of me
May not be right for you
If your nose wrinkles or stomach turns
Then to your mind I’ll recall
There is another alternative
You can use Pine-Sol :lol:
I can’t deny that’s true
But this scent reflects my way of life
And the things I love to do
You might ask me if I tire
Of living life this way
But seek your dreams and you’ll find joy
Is what I always say
The hanging sheets fill with wind
They smell so fresh and clean
I hear my children laugh and play
Not one bone is mean
My husband eats whole heartedly
His supper is well made
At night I can rest peacefully
Knowing the bills are paid
These simple joys fill my life
I wish the same for you
But, the lovely scent of me
May not be right for you
If your nose wrinkles or stomach turns
Then to your mind I’ll recall
There is another alternative
You can use Pine-Sol :lol: