They named their youngest
Sarah Sweet
And you would too
if you chanced to meet
There wasn't a thing
she wouldn't do
Well maybe one
to tell the truth
Her parents pleaded, and begged,
rubbed Genie bottles for wishes
But Sarah Sweet
would not do dishes
She could not even
stand to think
Of sticking her hands
down in the sink
From tuna crusted
casseroles
To globs of oatmeal
days past old
Green and what?
watermelon rinds
Banana peels
way past their prime
From brussel sprouts
to pigs pickled feet
Cereal bowls
in what appears to be
Clumps of one time
Shredded Wheat
And don't forget
the mystery meat
So many nasty things
the sink holds within
That it makes poor Sarah's head
want to do a double spin
From something purple
to something pink
Something with
an awful stink
Something swimming
for it's life
Something else
that lost that fight
A little something
that's half chewed
That one time was
passed off as food
A little something else
to heighten the mood
Who put it there
no one knew
So much grossness
In the sink
To turn the stomach
Of Sarah Sweet
Now you see why
Despite her parents wishes
Their Sweet Sarah
WILL NOT DO DISHES!!!
Feb 20, 2015
Feb 20, 2015 at 7:42 AM UTC
They named their youngest
Sarah Sweet
And you would too
if you chanced to meet
There wasn't a thing
she wouldn't do
Well maybe one
to tell the truth
Her parents pleaded, and begged,
rubbed Genie bottles for wishes
But Sarah Sweet
would not do dishes
She could not even
stand to think
Of sticking her hands
down in the sink
From tuna crusted
casseroles
To globs of oatmeal
days past old
Green and what?
watermelon rinds
Banana peels
way past their prime
From brussel sprouts
to pigs pickled feet
Cereal bowls
in what appears to be
Clumps of one time
Shredded Wheat
And don't forget
the mystery meat
So many nasty things
the sink holds within
That it makes poor Sarah's head
want to do a double spin
From something purple
to something pink
Something with
an awful stink
Something swimming
for it's life
Something else
that lost that fight
A little something
that's half chewed
That one time was
passed off as food
A little something else
to heighten the mood
Who put it there
no one knew
So much grossness
In the sink
To turn the stomach
Of Sarah Sweet
Now you see why
Despite her parents wishes
Their Sweet Sarah
WILL NOT DO DISHES!!!
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