silly poem

Dishes in the sink,
Baby is kickin,
I feel as fat
As a stuffed roast chicken

Sun’s going down,
Cats in the yard,
And here I sit
Like a tub full of lard

More work tomorrow
Some still tonight,
Thanks for laughing with me
As I moan
of my “plight.”

Ta-da!

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