The Window Cleaner Poem by Stephen Harris
The Window Cleaner
I know the window cleaner thinks that Im a tease
He always seems to find me naked on my knees
Pretending not to notice he cleans away the dirt
And sets his face to marble, unhappy with this flirt
Im sure he thinks this filth within could do with a good hose
Its only that I always freeze and seem to hold this pose
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