Question

Hi friends please provide me a best poem on cleanliness day

Answer 1

Grandma always said.

Most days she met me at the screen door

with a feather duster  

or our new Electrolux vacuum,  

the hose sucking my blouse.  

She said she liked her girls clean.  

She said I was coated  

with dog hairs, horse hairs,  

and God only knows what all else.  

Fixing me like a flower bouquet,  

tucking in my blouse, fluffing my bangs  

and adjusting my barrettes,  

she’d stare me down just to let me know  

I was allowed in only if she said so.