Today I got the hoover out and pushed it all about,
rooting out balls of fluff nestled in the corners.
I suspect they had their counterparts within,
after all, cleanliness is next to godliness we are assured.
So, what could be more conducive to the soul’s progress
than getting on top of this domestic mess?
I even got down on my hands and knees to scrub
the kitchen floor to please the Lord above.
Chores not clothes maketh the man.