I didn’t win the lott’ry
so I guess I’ll do my chores.
I’ll wash up the breakfast dishes and
I’ll sweep up all the floors.
I’ll make the bed and pick up stuff and
to show I’m not a quitter,
I’ll go downstairs and face the task
of cleaning up kitty litter.
And when the house is all cleaned up
I’ll recognize with sorrow
that every thing that I just did
must be done again tomorrow.