Microscopic
Madness!
Monday through to sunday
Midnight to midnight
Everyday can be a fun day
Be it dark or light, until It's out of sight
I won't ever feel right
In a constant fit of hysteria
Always I've felt inferior, this time superior
When I kill bacteria!
Obsessive Compulsive Disorder
I will do as I assured ya
Practice what I preach, bring out the bleach
Teach and taught ya.
As I lay upon my back in the sack
In the bed I'm lying in
My mind I rack, I think I'll crack
on with the ironing
Ideas begin flying in
Washing in the washer
All including socks
Ticking off the roster
No time for watching clocks
I have to wash the pots
Finish no time soon, all rooms to vacuum
I don't feel gloom and doom
I feel elated, In my bleach cocoon
Killing things I've always hated
Bacteria related!!!
Mass hysteria
Don't be inferior,become superior
Kill bacteria
Kill bacteria
Get rid of all invisible
Destroy the microscopic
To the naked eye invisible
Got my cleaning gun and cocked it
To me germs are visible,unarmed and erasable
All household waste I got's biodegradable
I love keeping things clean
See dust, trust Mr. Sheen
Everything must gleam
No rest till nothing's left
And no evidence It's been
You can always trust, I ain't the type to fuss
Over dust, kill it yes I must
I haven't got the time to phone ya
Love to smell ammonia
From dusk to dawn, I was born
To be a cleaning loner!
Each wipe I like, not a fright as muck don't bite
Surgical white
Already won the fight
Mass hysteria
Don't be inferior, become superior
Kill bacteria
Kill bacteria
All shall be destroyed
Filling in the void I've had since a boy
I won't ever avoid, cleaning is my joy
Cupboards,walls,doors and carpets
Bleach diluted
Might just mark it
If all is clean, all is unpolluted
I don't lie, give it a try, my methods undisputed
Cleaned so much my hands are sore
Scrubbing floors leave my knees raw
Clock says it has just gone four
But there ain't no stopping
Still got mopping
Someone's at the door
I can hear them knocking
My mission is what I'm always wishing
Bet bacteria into submission
They're all unforgiven
Kill each and every germ,maybe I could earn
To put my feet up as I should
Once they're gone for good
Instead I'm always stood
In a flood of sweated blood
Mass hysteria
Don't be inferior, become superior
Kill bacteria
Kill bacteria
Some may call this torture
For me it heals pain
Using soapy water, removing the stain
Stopping the strain,
On my heart, needing time apart
A small rest from the microscopic pest
That I hate, I detest
Soon they will be gone, leaving none
Not a single one
Finally I'll sit
All have died
Then shit, motherfuckers went and multiplied
I thought suicide as I cried
A thought crossed my mind
I had seen a sign
It wasn't flammable, it was corrosive
If you don't read the label you won't know this
It reads to avoid contact with eyes and skin
If you spill on you,you will feel burning
Them germs will be turning
Running scared
No where to hide, No more shared
Finding their lair
Meeting their demise, A smile on my face and bacteria will die!!!
No more hysteria
They are the inferior and I'm superior
Death and dead are bacteria!
Knowing they'll be back
Not yet though so I get back into the sack
Catch up on sleep I lack
Dreams of clean
All serene
I close my eyes, then all is black....
I hope that you have enjoyed this entry and another one will be posted soon. I am now off to do a spot of cleaning. lol. If you would be kind enough to comment I'd appreciate it and criticism is welcome, I won't be offended. If any of you feel that you would like to suggest a topic that you would like me to write about please feel free to leave suggestions with your comments. Thank you and keep smiling. ;-) xxx
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