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Scattered and discarded
On weathered cranial floor
Lie memories unguarded
Behind a broken door

A stench daring to rise
Is filling up my room
This I sense and realize
It’s time for mop and broom

I sweep and swab and preen
Do away with litter
Now my mind is sparkling clean
I’m my best janitor

**Posted for G-Man’s Friday Flash 55, and for Leo’s Z to A Challenge – Letter J (for Janitor)… Check out these sites and read the stuff there.. You will LOVE it! :)**