  Swish! swish! swish! swish! A servant does my lady wish? Here I hang against the wall, Spruce and slender, straight and tall. Take me down, and then, you know, Swiftly to my work I’ll go. Girl sweeping Steady, even strokes and strong! So I sweep the dust along. Throw the windows wide, that so Swish, and swish! now whirl away! No more dust for us to-day! In the corners now I rout, Poking every atom out. At the ceiling now I dash: Lurking spiders feel my lash. Cobweb, fly, and spider grey, Out you come! away! away! Swish, swee! swish, swee! Sweeping is the game for me! If, my little maid, you mean Still to keep things neat and clean, Trim and shining in your room, Come to me, your friend the Broom! |
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