The Cleaning Crew

To the ladies who clean our office building every day,
constantly moving,
always with a smile on their face.

The Cleaning Crew

               I

Sparkling halls
Dust free walls
Counters rubbed
Toilets scrubbed
Ladies come
Spanish tongue
Clean our mess
OK I guess
Smile too
And when they’re through
Home to see
Their family
Just like me
And just like you

               II

Hail lady, waxing floors,
Our thoughts are with you.
Blessed art thou who do these things,
And blessed is the fact that I don’t do them.

Holy lady, mother and wife,
Pray for us poor slobs,
Now, and at the hour of our death,
Amen