The groom glids the broom acrss the floor. Only a day away til the church is ready for the momentous event. He can only imagine the words falling away as his life is about to change forever. Gliding the earth, guiding the dirt from everything within the past that haunts him.
Hopefully the bristles along the floor are eliminating everything that he has experienced, sweeping the dirt like the Lakers over the Grizzlies.
He hopes the spot is safe. Nothing too bloody or gruesome has occurred in this place. One can only wish this occasion will be just as significant and joyous as Christ marrying the church; sweeping sin to the depths of Hell. The memories of his past relationships he tries to brush away. The slate will soon be blank.
Now, he must find a dust pan.
Nick
i hate sweping the floor it is a form of work wich i detest. i always wondered how all the dust and shit gets on the floor in the fist plce because it seems every weeek there is new trash to seepbnmbnmb
garnak
The floor was a mess. The room was obviously un-kept for some time. The walls were dark and the paint was peeling. No amount of sweeping could repair the damage of years of neglect. it saddened Philip to see such a disaster.
emerex
take your broom and shuffle around the room, get all the dust out of the corners and don’t let any dust bunnies get stuck to the bristles, or you’ll have to pick them off later, and you’ll probably get all sorts of other nasty stuff on your hnands too. i feel like a swiss maiden when i sweep on my porch.
Alex Irwin
It was a mess, all the cat hair flowing around like tumbleweed once it mixed with the dust on the floor. I kept meaning to sweep but the broom was too far away from the sofa.
libby mcclelland
Dirt on the floor, only to be swept again. But sweep my off my feet like when I was a young girl. Can I ever be swept away again? Now that I am an old woman? But I’ll keep sweeping the dirt on the floor, every day. Which is all I”m good for now. And looking out the window, I see the young people pass by.
amhealy
I felt his hand take hold of mine and a sweep of sercurity covered me from head to toe. I longed to kiss him but was scared, or just nervous. Now whenever I think of his cute, confused face, I smile a huge grin.
Pan
the broom sweeped the flour across the floor into the dustpan. the dustpan said why do i always have to carry the garbage??? lolz
lizzi
I always think about being swept off my feet so I really wish someone would sweep me away. It’s the idea of being lifted from the ground and falling in love.
Mel
a broom does the sweeping across a dusty old floor. it could be a modern ceramic floor but nonetheless, the broom sweeps across a floor. its a motion of which exudes from the energy of the one holding the broom.
ariane
sweep the floor sweep the porch. sweep my off my feet, sweep out the dust bunnies, sweep the cob webs away sweep don’t weep
dawn wright
I swept my jet black fringe to the side. I brushed thoroughly carefully, taking care of my appearance.
EUGENIA
Sweep? I had to sweep at my old job. I remember hating it, and I could never, ever get all of the dust in the dust collector. It was very frustrating. But it was necessary, because mopping followed that. If I didn’t sweep, the dirt and dust on the floor would just turn to mud when I mopped it.
Keith
sweep. you push dirt under the rug with a broom your ashamed to hold. hiding it away, not cleaning it. just storing it so some unsuspecting visitor in the future makes the mistake of tripping on the rug and unveiling your cold, dark secret to the world. you stand with your head hung low, finally being held accountable for it.
Zach Trevino
i sweep my sex thing. it’s blank now, no color, no feelings, but i goddamn love it
papapa
the floor. the leg. people can be cruel. generalizations. clean the slate. be new. reinvent yourself. sing, play, be weird.
dewdropab
i sweepd’t my dancefloor and began listening old shit. im now 40 years old and continue listening to cher.
papa
sweep, i love to sweep with a broom and dustpan in head. i am a clean freak, i like to clean my room from ceiling to floor. sweeping is such an important action for many women, because as a species, we just love to present ourself in a very neat way. we love to be clean and very perfect, becase we are just amazing.
lara
As I swept my room, it’s obvious I was cleaning. Why do I clean? It’s really no use. I keep on making things a complete mess, so when I sweep, I just rid myself of the guilt that is about to come when I mess things up again. Pretty bad.
Jan
sweep sweep sweep
saweeeeeeping the floors the housemaid dreamed of a better life where she could pursue her true passions
she missed a few spots
left the floor dirty
Lucia
It was a clean sweep. Nothing left. Defeated all. Came out the victors. I woke up, wishing dreams could be a reality.
skimDthru
i’d like to sweep you off your feet and take you to a place where the horizon and the beautiful earth can be seen, and where no one can judge you and hinder your dreams from expanding and coming true
daydream
sweeping away the mysteries of the soul is a cliche desired by many, attempted by myself numerous times.
Bristles brush my heart, grazing sensitive, pumping flesh. I’m left raw, unsettled. Still undiscovered.
Kelley
clean sweep towards the third man. Loksatta will sweep all the seats in this elections.is this a puzzle. it is sweeping my mind.
Lakshman
sweep me off my feet. love. sweep the floor like my old housekeeper did. i miss her. she was so cute. She called me and said no one was giving her any jobs in this economy. i love her soo muchhh. We are getting her back thank god. She can sweep noww
melissa
He bends down and sweeps me off my feet just like a real prince would do. I stare into his baby blue eyes and joy fills me chest. Then he takes off in the sky and we are dancing in with the stars. What a great life to be a hero’s girl.
Jamblebee
We were grappling on the ground. All of a sudden he went for the sweep, and I was on the bottom.. taking a great amount of hits to the face. I didn’t know what to do.
J Sal
a chore done that is expected of women. it has been done so for hundreds of years. it is tiresome and boring. the purpose of it is to rid an area of dirt and dust. usually done with a broom and dust pan.
Thalia Rodriguez
Sweep the floor. Sweep the feet off the floor.
Fall to the floor and start a war!
What blood! What gore!
Fun galore!
All because I had to sweep the floor…
Sano
sweeping out all the bad
to sweep is to hopefully remove
but where are you sweeping it too?
Is it swept away, far away
Or just under a desk, a cupboard, a crease in your
brain.
Just to accumulate and fester and grow ever larger
as you sweep more and more and more
hopefully you are sweeping it far away into the proverbial dustbin of space.
K
Sweep? SWEEP? What the can I say. I sweep the streets for a living and the only thing I hate in my time off is think about sweeping.
joke…
-KC
i used the broom to sweep the flat and the balcony and the roof and my teeth. Yes my teeth. You can’t believe it i know.. but it worked. I sweept the whole night long.
sarah
You can sweep away all the things that make you depressed about the day, but it doesn’t erase the effect it has on your life. You can sweep it under the rug, but after you do it so many times it doesn’t matter because the rug won’t lay flat, nor will it look the same ever again. Clean the slate, make improvements and all for everything you can to allow improvement. Use a mop.
Trey Andrews
Broom, clean up, Move money.
Don Atson
sweep-something I should do more often. i usually wait until something crucnhes underfoot. It is all part of mt general laziness and disdain for housework I would love to thave one of those spic and span houses but I just find the housework a thankless never ending task. I nstead I’d rather be creatinf something, just doing something more stimulating
Pam
to clean completley
to rid of waste
to place into little plies and dispose the waste
having a handle on the broom
a firm gri
Essence Smith
the broom glided across the floor as if Swan lake were playing in the background. Molly held the broom as her partner, letting the broom dip her and swing her around like a ribbon.
Emma
He swept the leaves of the front porch. “There.”, he thought, “The house finially looks presentable”.As if on cue, the guests he was waiting for arrived
Tyler
Brooms..old straw brooms that fall apat every time you use them..finding pieces of the broom in places you’d never suspect years later and remembering the broom..the horrible broom.
Monica Hawes
He stood after being seated for an eternity as the janitor left the room. Sweep, sweep, sweep, what an awful occupation that must be.
The groom glids the broom acrss the floor. Only a day away til the church is ready for the momentous event. He can only imagine the words falling away as his life is about to change forever. Gliding the earth, guiding the dirt from everything within the past that haunts him.
Hopefully the bristles along the floor are eliminating everything that he has experienced, sweeping the dirt like the Lakers over the Grizzlies.
He hopes the spot is safe. Nothing too bloody or gruesome has occurred in this place. One can only wish this occasion will be just as significant and joyous as Christ marrying the church; sweeping sin to the depths of Hell. The memories of his past relationships he tries to brush away. The slate will soon be blank.
Now, he must find a dust pan.
i hate sweping the floor it is a form of work wich i detest. i always wondered how all the dust and shit gets on the floor in the fist plce because it seems every weeek there is new trash to seepbnmbnmb
The floor was a mess. The room was obviously un-kept for some time. The walls were dark and the paint was peeling. No amount of sweeping could repair the damage of years of neglect. it saddened Philip to see such a disaster.
take your broom and shuffle around the room, get all the dust out of the corners and don’t let any dust bunnies get stuck to the bristles, or you’ll have to pick them off later, and you’ll probably get all sorts of other nasty stuff on your hnands too. i feel like a swiss maiden when i sweep on my porch.
It was a mess, all the cat hair flowing around like tumbleweed once it mixed with the dust on the floor. I kept meaning to sweep but the broom was too far away from the sofa.
Dirt on the floor, only to be swept again. But sweep my off my feet like when I was a young girl. Can I ever be swept away again? Now that I am an old woman? But I’ll keep sweeping the dirt on the floor, every day. Which is all I”m good for now. And looking out the window, I see the young people pass by.
I felt his hand take hold of mine and a sweep of sercurity covered me from head to toe. I longed to kiss him but was scared, or just nervous. Now whenever I think of his cute, confused face, I smile a huge grin.
the broom sweeped the flour across the floor into the dustpan. the dustpan said why do i always have to carry the garbage??? lolz
I always think about being swept off my feet so I really wish someone would sweep me away. It’s the idea of being lifted from the ground and falling in love.
a broom does the sweeping across a dusty old floor. it could be a modern ceramic floor but nonetheless, the broom sweeps across a floor. its a motion of which exudes from the energy of the one holding the broom.
sweep the floor sweep the porch. sweep my off my feet, sweep out the dust bunnies, sweep the cob webs away sweep don’t weep
I swept my jet black fringe to the side. I brushed thoroughly carefully, taking care of my appearance.
Sweep? I had to sweep at my old job. I remember hating it, and I could never, ever get all of the dust in the dust collector. It was very frustrating. But it was necessary, because mopping followed that. If I didn’t sweep, the dirt and dust on the floor would just turn to mud when I mopped it.
sweep. you push dirt under the rug with a broom your ashamed to hold. hiding it away, not cleaning it. just storing it so some unsuspecting visitor in the future makes the mistake of tripping on the rug and unveiling your cold, dark secret to the world. you stand with your head hung low, finally being held accountable for it.
i sweep my sex thing. it’s blank now, no color, no feelings, but i goddamn love it
the floor. the leg. people can be cruel. generalizations. clean the slate. be new. reinvent yourself. sing, play, be weird.
i sweepd’t my dancefloor and began listening old shit. im now 40 years old and continue listening to cher.
sweep, i love to sweep with a broom and dustpan in head. i am a clean freak, i like to clean my room from ceiling to floor. sweeping is such an important action for many women, because as a species, we just love to present ourself in a very neat way. we love to be clean and very perfect, becase we are just amazing.
As I swept my room, it’s obvious I was cleaning. Why do I clean? It’s really no use. I keep on making things a complete mess, so when I sweep, I just rid myself of the guilt that is about to come when I mess things up again. Pretty bad.
sweep sweep sweep
saweeeeeeping the floors the housemaid dreamed of a better life where she could pursue her true passions
she missed a few spots
left the floor dirty
It was a clean sweep. Nothing left. Defeated all. Came out the victors. I woke up, wishing dreams could be a reality.
i’d like to sweep you off your feet and take you to a place where the horizon and the beautiful earth can be seen, and where no one can judge you and hinder your dreams from expanding and coming true
sweeping away the mysteries of the soul is a cliche desired by many, attempted by myself numerous times.
Bristles brush my heart, grazing sensitive, pumping flesh. I’m left raw, unsettled. Still undiscovered.
clean sweep towards the third man. Loksatta will sweep all the seats in this elections.is this a puzzle. it is sweeping my mind.
sweep me off my feet. love. sweep the floor like my old housekeeper did. i miss her. she was so cute. She called me and said no one was giving her any jobs in this economy. i love her soo muchhh. We are getting her back thank god. She can sweep noww
He bends down and sweeps me off my feet just like a real prince would do. I stare into his baby blue eyes and joy fills me chest. Then he takes off in the sky and we are dancing in with the stars. What a great life to be a hero’s girl.
We were grappling on the ground. All of a sudden he went for the sweep, and I was on the bottom.. taking a great amount of hits to the face. I didn’t know what to do.
a chore done that is expected of women. it has been done so for hundreds of years. it is tiresome and boring. the purpose of it is to rid an area of dirt and dust. usually done with a broom and dust pan.
Sweep the floor. Sweep the feet off the floor.
Fall to the floor and start a war!
What blood! What gore!
Fun galore!
All because I had to sweep the floor…
sweeping out all the bad
to sweep is to hopefully remove
but where are you sweeping it too?
Is it swept away, far away
Or just under a desk, a cupboard, a crease in your
brain.
Just to accumulate and fester and grow ever larger
as you sweep more and more and more
hopefully you are sweeping it far away into the proverbial dustbin of space.
Sweep? SWEEP? What the can I say. I sweep the streets for a living and the only thing I hate in my time off is think about sweeping.
joke…
i used the broom to sweep the flat and the balcony and the roof and my teeth. Yes my teeth. You can’t believe it i know.. but it worked. I sweept the whole night long.
You can sweep away all the things that make you depressed about the day, but it doesn’t erase the effect it has on your life. You can sweep it under the rug, but after you do it so many times it doesn’t matter because the rug won’t lay flat, nor will it look the same ever again. Clean the slate, make improvements and all for everything you can to allow improvement. Use a mop.
Broom, clean up, Move money.
sweep-something I should do more often. i usually wait until something crucnhes underfoot. It is all part of mt general laziness and disdain for housework I would love to thave one of those spic and span houses but I just find the housework a thankless never ending task. I nstead I’d rather be creatinf something, just doing something more stimulating
to clean completley
to rid of waste
to place into little plies and dispose the waste
having a handle on the broom
a firm gri
the broom glided across the floor as if Swan lake were playing in the background. Molly held the broom as her partner, letting the broom dip her and swing her around like a ribbon.
He swept the leaves of the front porch. “There.”, he thought, “The house finially looks presentable”.As if on cue, the guests he was waiting for arrived
Brooms..old straw brooms that fall apat every time you use them..finding pieces of the broom in places you’d never suspect years later and remembering the broom..the horrible broom.
He stood after being seated for an eternity as the janitor left the room. Sweep, sweep, sweep, what an awful occupation that must be.