7th Grade Chore Poem

By: Alim Momin P2

Washing the Dishes

I hate washing the dishes

and would rather think about my fantastic fishes.

Who wants to scrape pots and pans

when you could go buy some cans.

They are stacked up so high

it might even touch a birds thigh.

It broke our whole roof

I even have proof.


They are as big as cats

but they are as smelly as mats

It was Dark Water Rising all over again.

The biggest one was Ben


Sometimes they talk

and maybe even 'sqwak'.

They jump up and down

and stroll around town.


Now it's time for me to start

And clean the work of art.

For now I will do my dishes

instead of thinking about my fishes.

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