Motes (Achievement #26 = 2 points)

I look up from my easy chair

My look is a disgusted glare

In the sunlight's shaft I see a mote

And not just one, but many they be

Dancing, drifting aimlessly

And teasing me as they languidly float

Get up you lazy sod they cry

Get that look out of your eye

You know you're going to have to dust

Finger marks are everywhere

You can't ignore a domestic chore

It's now or never, dust or bust!

No point displaying my disgust

I know they're right, the work's a must

A quick flick here

Along swipe there

One eye yearning t'ward my easy chair

Aww, heck, that's good enough I trust