Sunday, June 22, 2014

Dinner to Dishes

We eat dinner,
scrape, scoop, slurp.
Best meal ever,
full belly burp.

Clean up time,
hit the road?
No, must help,
clear, rinse load.

Into the dishwasher,
clink, clank, clash.
Dishes get clean,
soap, spray, splash.
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2 comments:

Linda B said...

Great rhyming, Bridget. You've said it exactly right!

June 23, 2014 at 4:45 AM
Bridget Magee said...

Thanks, Linda! I think dinner and dishes have sort of a rhythm that lends itself to rhyme, most especially the dishwasher. = )

June 25, 2014 at 1:46 AM

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