Clutter, The first poem I wrote in April 2009

This is the first poem for April 2009, we are finally done with the poems from March 2009.
At least the ones that were published on associate content.

http://voices.yahoo.com/clutter-2989948.html?cat=6


Clutter



Mutter, mutter,
clutter, clutter.

A bit of this, a bit of that.
- who belongs to this hat?


-please, get that cat-


Clutter, clutter,
mutter, mutter,


So big a mess
such a small place, we need less.


So much stuff, not enough time.
Clean, clean, clean, nothing is ever done.


Mutter, mutter,
clutter, clutter,


Such a mess,
How could we be so careless.


Stumbling and falling over every little thing.
Why don't we just give a professional cleaning service a ring?


Oh, I remember now,
We can't there is no money hire a cleaning service.


Maybe we should just move away.
Leaving the clutter for someone else to clear away one day.


I think less would be much better.
Perhaps someone should right a letter.


Clutter, clutter


Muttering never cleared the clutter,
What is needed is a shovel...