"He did it!",
"She did it!",
I hear the familiar cry,
Wife said "Let them do it,"
But I wonder why I listened
at the sight before my eyes!
There's something on the ceiling,
And eggs across the floor,
At least the dog is looking happy,
But I'm just looking for
a mop and a bucket, and
a reasonable excuse, and
counting slowly backwards,
But it isn't any use.
I don't know how it started,
And really couldn't care,
Not while something's slowly dripping,
And soaking in my hair,
Not while the pan is smoking,
Nor while the sink is full,
Not while I am drowning
in this domestic free-for-all.
Cleaning will take them hours,
Then I'll get one last laugh,
When I take 'em to the garden,
For a hosepipe powered bath!
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