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I asked the Lord to tell me why my house is such a mess.
He asked if I''d been ''computering'', And I had to answer "yes."
He told me to get off my fanny, And tidy up the house.
And so I started cleaning up, The smudges off my mouse.
I wiped and shined the topside, That really did the trick.
I was just admiring my work, I didn''t mean to ''click.''
But click, I did, and oops I found a real absorbing site.
That I got SO way into, I was into it all night.
Nothing''s changed except my mouse, it''s very, very shiny.
I guess my house will stay a mess while I sit on my hiney.
He asked if I''d been ''computering'', And I had to answer "yes."
He told me to get off my fanny, And tidy up the house.
And so I started cleaning up, The smudges off my mouse.
I wiped and shined the topside, That really did the trick.
I was just admiring my work, I didn''t mean to ''click.''
But click, I did, and oops I found a real absorbing site.
That I got SO way into, I was into it all night.
Nothing''s changed except my mouse, it''s very, very shiny.
I guess my house will stay a mess while I sit on my hiney.
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