FLAT CHAOS
(Or Reflections upon a Messy House)
A horizontal surface be A universal malady. Any plane that's somewhat flatter Anything, it doesn't matter, A table, desk, or Windsor chair Will gather junk from everywhere. A kitchen counter, once so clean Gets crowded like a submarine." It gathers everything in sight Accumulating left and right: The recipe you lost last week, The article you found unique. The list of things you need to do That long-lost tube of Super glue. And when you try to clean the mess You move the pile to where? Just guess.. Another horizontal, YES! Like nomads in the deserts hot, We move our junk from spot to spot. And when we really get in gear And stuff the closets front and rear, Or cram it all in plastic bags And file it with the brooms and rags Then all looks clean from door to door Except the piles upon the FLOOR! So hang or drape or tack it high Just hoist it up and let it fly With horizontals--DO AWAY. Go VERTICAL--and save the day!