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Dirty Dishes
written by: Simon Robinson
Category: Children
Dirty dishes await my attention
But only the wine provides intervention
I approach them with dread, all dirty and used
Covered in gravy, all used and abused
Soon to be washed
Not Mr. Sheen
It's my mean dishwasher
That will make them all glean
Put them away
In rows and in order
Dishes cleansed and refreshed now
For tomorrows disorder
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