'A fanciful belief some have ... '

Prompt #1: I want you to write a clean poem. Take this however you wish. Clean language, clean subject matter, or cleaning the dishes. Of course, some twisted few will automatically link "cleaning" with hired hitmen. That's okay, as long as your poem is somehow linked to clean.

Prompt #2: I want you to write a dirty poem. Take all that stuff I wrote in the first prompt and twist it upside down. The opposite of clean is dirty; so, do what ya gotta do to produce a dirty poem. (Gosh, I hope this challenge doesn't get too messy as a result.)

This Day 7 poem was written in response to the above prompt.

‘A fanciful belief some have … ‘

Clean the face that gives dirty looks
Clean the tongue that no opposition brooks
and innocently hurls filthy bricks

Clean the fingers that rake muck for others
After all we are all brothers
Tomorrow we shall use sparkling scrubbers

Clean the hands that pilfer honour
Clean the feet that trample honour

Clean the mind that suspects and plots
Clean the heart that distills poison … dot dot dot

In dirty politics clean the dabblers
In a dirty game clean the squabblers

Scrub the mind squeaky clean
Wring out the dirt from the heart
O how the clean emotions nicely squat!

Why put all these super clean images to test?
I will lay me down to rest.
A clean dreamless sleep is best?