When I was a kid, I used to constantly run into a poem in all those "spooky poems" or even "spooky jokes" collections ...
It was about a woman who HATED having dust in her house ... she would sweep and sweep and sweept (or maybe dust and dust and dust) ...
And then the last lines inform us that she now lies in the cemetery ...
> dust in her mouth
> and dust in her eyes.
Does anyone remember this? Does anyone know the title and author? Or maybe have a convenient link? I glanced around on line, but I'm not coming up with anything.
Thanks a million!
It was about a woman who HATED having dust in her house ... she would sweep and sweep and sweept (or maybe dust and dust and dust) ...
And then the last lines inform us that she now lies in the cemetery ...
> dust in her mouth
> and dust in her eyes.
Does anyone remember this? Does anyone know the title and author? Or maybe have a convenient link? I glanced around on line, but I'm not coming up with anything.
Thanks a million!