Choringtons

Verse 1
Welcome to the land of Choreingtons,
Where brooms and dusters dance along,
Where socks leap into laundry bins,
And dishes sing a tidy song.
Every toy finds its proper place,
Books line up in neat array—
Here the children work with smiles,
Then dash outside to laugh and play!

Chorus
In Choringtons chores are never a bore,
They’ll sweep and scrub ’til they can’t no more—
Then off they go to fields of green,
With time to dream what might have been.
Parents grin from ear to ear,
‘Cause happy kids mean joy is near—
In Choringtons, all day long,
The work is done and life’s a song!

Verse 2
See Timmy fold his shirts with glee,
Hear Sally sort the recycling,
Little Maya’s wiping windows bright,
Jack’s polishing boots ’til they shine in light.
There’s magic in each little task,
A secret spell in every broom—
When hearts and hands unite in love,
There’s always room for one more tune!

Bridge
No grumbles here, no “Do I have to?”
No dragging feet or whining, “Woe is me!”
In Choringtons, they’ve cracked the code:
A joyful heart lightens every load.
One scoop of diligence, a dash of fun—
Suddenly, the work is all but done!

Chorus
In Choringtons, chores are never a bore,
They’ll sweep and scrub ’til they can’t no more—
Then off they go to fields of green,
With time to dream what might have been.
Parents grin from ear to ear,
‘Cause happy kids mean joy is near—
In Choringtons, all day long,
The work is done and life’s a song!

Tag / Outro
So pack your broom, join in the cheer—
Choringtons is always here!
Where work feels like play and play feels free,
Come on down, it’s the place to be!