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"THE SAFE ZONE"
I dream up my blogs while I'm doing my chores
While I'm cleaning the walls in the bathroom
I grimace while cleaning the toilet room floors
and sweep up the dust with the whisk broom
I make up my bed and I sing little songs
And even hum tunes of my making
A whistle will do as my heart sings along
My wife doesn't know what I'm baking
My comfort in this is to raise up my voice
And sing out the things in my dreaming
I humor myself and feel joy at my choice
I look in the mirror and I'm beaming.
I say what I want cause I know very well
I'm safe in expressing my wishes
It's true I assume that I am safe as hell
No man's been killed doing the dishes.
George McNaughton2
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