Twas the Night Before Daryl's Visit...

Twas the night before Daryl's visit when all through the house

The closets were cluttered, I needed to iron my blouse

The menu was planned and the table set with care

In hopes that Daryl soon would be there

The children were told to spend the day in their beds

So they couldn't make messes and didn't get fed

The mamma in her 'kerchief and the husband in his cap

Working away with no time for a nap

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter

The husband was mowing and doing something with the ladder

Away to the window I flew like a flash

Cleaning the blinds and windows with a sash

The sun cast light right onto the piano

Showing all of the dust and it needed a splash of yellow

When what to my wondering eyes should appear

Stains all over the floor, someone spilled the rootbeer!

I spoke not a word but went straight to my work

Straightening closets and cupboards, then turned with a jerk

I smelled something awful in one side of my nose

The trash needed emptying, maybe I'll go buy a rose

I sprang to the vacuum, to the husband gave a whistle

He was there at my side as fast as a missile

We washed, organized and cleaned with all of our might

Getting ready for Daryl the rest of the night!