Poem of the Day

Funny Poem Dinner Dishes (Apologies to Shel Silverstein) © By Bonnie E. Feese Elsa May Dawn had many desires Kindling in her heart a dozen fires, But the greatest of all her many wishes Was someone to do the dinner dishes. She could not stand the thought of doing So she simply stood there stewing. And while she stood the dishes rose Beyond description of verse or prose. The stacks stood high, wavered, tumbled, And lay on the floor all dirty and jumbled. Anything else in the house she would do, But in the kitchen things were askew. Bits of bread and day old fishes, Still lay clinging to the dishes. Banana peels and rice so old That to a museum they were sold, And in the pan congealed and gummy, Lay oatmeal, once so warm and yummy. The piles again grew higher and higher Touching the sky like a church's spire. The mountains grew beyond belief 'Til the whole nation was filled with grief. Nowhere could you find relief. At last a court justice wrote up a sheaf. Summoning the army's commander-in-chief. They hunted, searched, cried, and demanded Entire areas the troops disbanded. Fighting their way across the lawn They found themselves facing Elsa May Dawn. Innocently she smiled, then shrugged, Sorry, Gentlemen, I just couldn't be bugged.