Dust motes, alarmed, showed solidarity with her distress.
“Let’s never surrender!” She shouted to them all.
Taking up positions once more, the dust motes agreed.
Madge rose from her chair.
She was careful to disturb as few of her comrades as possible along the way.
Plastic bag firmly in hand, she summarily despatched their common enemies.
Victorious, Madge sat once more and took up her pen.
Daughters beware! We will not surrender. Writing first and last. Housework never!