The Tired House Wife

Here lies poor lady who is always tired, she lived in a house where help wasn't hired,

her last words on earth where “Dear friends,

i am going to where there is no cooking, or washing or sewing,

for everything there is exact to my wishes, for where they don’t eat there loud anthems will always be ringing, ”

but having no voice I'll be quit of the singing.

don't morn for me never, i am going to do nothing for ever and ever.

my view

this poem is quiet interesting only it would need some editing, even thought i did give it a little editing myself but still a nice poem the same.

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