How difficult the choice to engage in simple things
Less brilliant in their scope on the surface,
No great reward in sight,
The spark of motivation easily fizzles.
Foul soap bubble,
I would rather have an onion on my naked eyeball.
Wicked dust bunny,
You are no threat to me and my slipper socks.
And as for you, Mr. Hoover...
I would rather fasten myself to a tetherball pole
Than push you up the stairs.
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