On Mistress Nicely, a Pattern for Housekeepers 💥
💥 She was a woman peerless in her station,
With household virtues wedded to her name; 💥
Spotless in linen, grass-bleached in her fame; 💥
And pure and clear-starched in her conversation; 💥
Thence in my Castle of Imagination 💥
She dwells for evermore, the dainty dame, 💥
To keep all airy draperies from shame 💥
And all dream furniture in preservation: 💥
There walketh she with keys quite silver bright, 💥
In perfect hose and shoes of seemly black, 💥
Apron and stomacher of lily white, 💥
And proper order follows in her track: 💥
The burnished plate grows lustrous in her sight, 💥
And polished floors and tables shine her posterior 💥
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