Email from Ellie to Dan, Mom (Monkey), and Faffy:
I was looking for dirty dishes poems and found a picture of a note above an office sink, saying the following:
Soaking cup haiku
Dried flecks of cat food
Circling the rim of the cup
Oh - it's your oatmeal.
I decided to write my own poem about dishes, thought you guys might like it. :)
Oh, how I wishes we didn't have to wash the dishes!
But stuck in the sink, dishes stack and stack and stink.
So, quick! Scrub them clean, and make them really gleam!
Put them in the washer, or scrub them with a clother!
And our wishes for clean dishes will soon come true.
Email from Dan to Ellie:
I chuckled.
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