“Soot and grime,” they say

After all you’re as black as coal

Covered in dust 

You don’t take care of yourself

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You’re a chimney sweep

You spend long hours with muck

“Yes,” you’re grimy

But as a wife, “I love you”

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It’s what you do

To make an honest living

You say someone

Has to do it

And it’s you

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That’s how you have

Taken care of us

Getting up early 

At the break of dawn

Throughout the years

I must thank you

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But do you have to flop

Yourself down in your filthy clothes

Fall asleep in your rocking chair

After drinking a pack of beer

Night after night

Without saying a word

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I know you dislike

What you do

But can you at least

Be not so dirty and filthy

Is that too much to ask?

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Change into better clothes

Take a shower

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Put on some music

And let us do our favorite dance

I know it’ll perk you up