He. She and her broom——
She. Her everlasting broom——
He. She wouldn't be sweeping——
She. Every corner, every cranny, every crevice——
He. And the dust wouldn't move——
She. Wouldn't crawl, wouldn't rise, wouldn't fly——
He. And cover us all over——
She. Like a spider-web—ugh!
He. Everlasting dust has been most of our life——
She. Everlasting years and years of dust!