Immaculate Intentions

Janet Janitorial

and her rugged rocking cloth

Beats a path to slime and grime

With disinfecting mighty wrath

She doesn’t need a microscope

To keep bacteria at bay

With picky sticks and duster flicks

The Germy dodgers fade away

Far from fussed with mounting dust

Laying waste to microbe sludge

She’ll bug the mite with dynamite

No sign of blemish smear or smudge

She may to you seem janitorial

More like an Angel in the mire

But Janet is a mop up star

Ship-shape supreme on fire

Janet is a care worker of high calibre. Apart from utmost civility in her human interactive skills she is a  thoroughly busy person in the upkeep of hygiene and general order for those in her care.

Oxford Dictionaries - Janitor

See definition in Oxford Advanced Learner's Dictionary

Line breaks: jani|tor

Pronunciation: /ˈdʒanɪtə/

Definition of janitor in English:

noun

chiefly North American

A caretaker or doorkeeper of a building.

Suds Law (Something in the soap)

I like to think I’m keeping clean

Shower vigorously with soap

Change my towel once a week

To help the planet cope

Soaps I use have bragging rights

Smelling good enough to drink

Though six days on removing drips

My wearied towels are on the brink

Perhaps some kind of residue

Which infects and taints my wipe

Sprays bacterial material

A type of towel shabby stipe

Maybe a clue that clarifies

Whether washing hot or cold

A dormant something in my drips

The wet effect of water mould

Hesitant it makes me feel

Somehow forlorn and lacking hope

If I don't smell then what the hell 
There must be something in the soap

Autumn Gathering

Weather forecasts look untimely

With little promise to the good

The autumn smell of burning leaves

Pull tight the cord on summer’s hood

I'm oiling shutter hinges loose

Feeling sad with window pains

As the view outside is struggling

Losing thoughts as winter gains

Summer memories are holding on

As autumn rain drips off my brim

Compressing air on clothes I wear

Like fading daylight’s lack of whim

Infected Planet

I Blame You!

No need to look for UFO’s

Or aliens passing through

As with all humanity and us

Beings strangely here on view

Crazy creepy and clandestine

Cloak and dagger in disguise

A clever crowd of fabricators

Purporting all things otherwise

We analyse the ins and outs

How little things play crafty tricks

Then rearrange by shuffling

Removing natural from the mix

We look upon our tribal rites

As something special in reserve

Separating those we’d rather not

With penalties they so deserve

Menu Gestation Sensation

Macaulay the Gourmet resourceful

Will create an imaginative morsel

Inventive with style a dish will compile

Such flavoursome menus insightful

Macaulay a fine epicurean

Exceeding food standards criterion

Adding zest to the tang his praises are sang

Serving gamely a dish gallinacean

Macaulay of great preparations

Provides flavour to high expectations

Use of season worthwhile aromas beguile

Most incredible food machinations

Merriam Webster Definition of GALLINACEOUS:  of or relating to an order (Galliformes) of heavy-bodied largely terrestrial birds including the pheasants, turkeys, grouse, and the common domestic chicken