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There's nothing worse in life, I think,

Than mud all underfoot.

It tramps inside and sticks to floors

Till they're as black as soot.

You try your best to keep it out

But mud is so invasive.

If from carpets it's not cleaned

The grit is so abrasive.



Shoes that have a ripple sole

Are wicked things to wear.

The mud gets stuck between the pleats,

Mud carrying in here.

My kingdom for a concrete pad!

Though grass is very pretty

It soon wears thin, the mud comes through....

A fact that is a pity.



Grass is great in summertime

(I never would deny it),

But in the winter, given choice

Of concrete, I would buy it.

My vinyl is a constant mess,

My carpet a disaster!

If I had concrete round my door

Housework would be faster.



With mud outside my kitchen door

My floor is always grubby.

I have to wash it thrice a day

To keep it clean for hubby.

Although I've laid a wooden walk

To keep the mud at bay,

I wish someone would wave a wand

And whisk this mud away!