Right in Place

It's neat when things fall right in place,
And all of a sudden, you're done cleaning your place.
The whole house is clean, now what do we do?
I guess you could spend time with me, and I with you.

There's something to be said about those times
When there's nothing to do, but we're still tryin'
To figure out what needs to be done
Before we allow ourselves to have fun.

So, we look to the chart, and see what's left on it,
Be it washing the cats or brushing the bonnet,
Or washing the dishes, or cleaning the clothes,
Or juggling hedgehogs, or contemplating a nose.

And when all is finished, there's a quiet lull,
And I look to you, and I feel a pull
To say something, anything, whatever's worth it,
But I'm overcome, at times, by your beauty. Perfect.