Food for Thought-King of the Dishwashers

I am the king of the dishwashers,
Czar of the pots and pans,
Prince of the rotten rubber stopper,
And half blind with one hand,
Cleaning chicken in the sink,
While lukewarm water,
Erases the natural stink,
Clearly it needs to be hotter,
Scalding I have to come to think,
If the ketchup on plate,
Will ever disintegrate,
The vile mustard must be exposed,
A conspiracy that has to go,
The way of old Count von Spaghetti,
Whom I ordered chopped,
Into pieces of organic confetti,
And cheese that is blue,
By my dog Rubetti.

–Richard Bryant


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