Dishwasher, dishwasher,
I remember the day
When you came along
And sent our old, ugly one away.
You were bright white, and working
A high end gift, you were free,
You matched our kitchen already,
What else could there be?
I guess when they say
That you get what you pay for
They weren’t wrong about you,
For you’ve now dumped all over our floor.
The mess that you’ve made
Both upstairs and down,
Is quite a frustration;
You’re making us frown.
Of course, you waited to break
Until we were away for two weeks,
Because what a nice welcome home
To arrive to a huge freaking leak.
You’re costing us a lot
In both money and time,
For we now need to replace you
And clean up your slime.
Oh stupid dishwasher,
You’ll be on your way
Just as soon as we find
Your replacement, I’ll say.
This time we won’t
Look for one that is free,
But instead find a new one;
Let’s hope it won’t pee,
All over the tiles,
Walls, ceiling and rug,
Then just sit there all
Bright white, clean looking and smug.
It’s unfortunate that you add to us
Unnecessary extra cost
When we’re trying to find renters,
A search bringing us exhaust
At least you did this now,
To us and not them,
So we can kick you to the curb,
And not leave it to a friend.
So stupid dishwasher,
Good riddance and goodbye,
Now let me get to the sink
And do your job just fine.
Oh my word – literally – what an awesome poem (insert total happy face here). So sad that happened however (insert total sad face here)…
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Haha. Thanks!
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