Rural America has willing workers and all they need is someone who wants willing workers to do the very tasks that you abhor.
Are just the things that we adore,
Wash your windows, put up screens,
All this and more–we’ll scrub your floor
Or do the shoppin’ at the store,
Clean your attics or your cellars–
We’re really quite the handy fellers
And all the tasks Pop just won’t do
They’re the ones we’d really like to.
So, if your housework is a bore
Call me six–three-five–eight–four.
P.S. We’ll cut your grass, too–
What rhymes with “lawns”?
Image by Geralt