My emergency bowl
Is staring back at me, accusingly
The last bastion of hope, (to have cereal)
Just rolled its eyes at me… (metaphorically)
Just wash the dishes
That’s all I have to do
Then it won’t come to this…
This twisted, guilt ridden relationship
I love my emergency bowl
Always there, always waiting
To disapprovingly save my butt, once again
To take pleasure in condemning me…
I am not a sloth… I’ve been very busy
CAN I PLEASE JUST HAVE SOME CEREAL???
Don’t look at me that way… I’ll do the dishes tomorrow
Boy, I’m never going to hear the end of this
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Author:
A.H. Browning (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: June 11th, 2018 16:40
- Comment from author about the poem: I maintain plausible deniability… but, yeah… it’s probably true.
- Category: Humor
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Comments2
A fine write, lol.
Thank you for reading and commenting. I plan to wash some dishes today...
Oh how funny! I just loved this..... made me laugh out loud............. thanks...........
This short poem may have been... most likely was... probably, may have had something to do with someone I know. I see this person whenever I look in the mirror. Ha!
Thank you for reading and commenting. Much appreciated.
Now this made me laugh too.............
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