In every job that must be done
There is an element of fun
You find the fun and snap
the job's a game.
And ev'ry task you undertake
Becomes a piece of cake
A lark, A spree! It's very clear to see that....
A robin feathering his nest
has very little time to rest
While gathering his bits and twine and twig
Though quite intent in his pursuit
He has a merry tune to toot
He knows a song will move the job along...
The honey bees that fetch the nectar
From the flowers to the comb
Never tire of ever buzzing to and fro
Because they take a little nip
From ev'ry flower that they sip
Their task is not a grind.
A spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down.
Here is to finding that sugar in my task as I tidy the house.
Perhaps some loud awesome music will be that.
Have a lovely day.