Poetry

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Daisy, My Maid


Daisy, the dish washer went on vacation

And I pray she hurries back because

I�m becoming Mrs. Frustration

She�s been gone all summer

Which is a bummer

Because I have piles of dishes in my sink

Sticking

Crusting

Stinking

Dusty

Bowls and cups

Forks and spoons

Pots and pans

I�m not washing them with my hands

Daisy, the dish washer better come back soon

Maybe I will get my children to wash them this afternoon

I hope Dorothy, my dryer, and Wanda, my washer don�t go on vacation anytime soon.


She seeks wool and flax, And willingly works with her hands.
Proverbs 31:13a

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