Floors are amazing things.
You can walk on a floor, you can run on a floor You can dance on a floor like never before, You can sit on a floor, you can lay on a floor, You can eat off a floor if its been cleaned before,
You can polish a floor till you see your face, You can mop up the dirt till there aint no trace, You can paint on a floor with stain or paint, And the floor’s where you land if you swoon or faint.
You can skate on a floor, you can slide on a floor, You can look at a floor, but that’s just a bore, You can take up a floor or lay a floor, I really can’t think of any more,
Floors come in tiles, concrete or wood, Linoleum too, but it isn’t so good, Carpet is nice, to look at and feel, but no place to eat your evening meal.
Of course the floor is where we stand, And to finish my poem,
Aren’t floors grand!!
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