The spotlessly clean shirt was slightly soiled
Was what the maid had told her boss,
But I could not understand for the life of me
And the boss was at a total loss.
Not of the shirt as some may have thought
But he was beginning to lose his mind,
And particularly so on this occasion
Since this was not the first time.
Required to explain what she really meant
The maid struggled at a reply,
“What I can see obviously you cannot.”
That she was smart he could not deny.
That there was a spot on the spotless shirt
The boss was forced to agree,
Hence, he chose another shirt that he could wear
Even if there were spots he could not see.
Stewart Russell © March 17, 2021
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