Dirty+Dishes_Lia

We could eat off rocks And wipe our mouths with our socks It’s like having dead fishes They don’t do anything!
 * = Dirty Dishes || [[image:ca-rhapsodicwritingsch1:500px-Speaker_Icon_svg.png link="http://broadcast1.caryacademy.org/faculty/Briarly_White/poetry/chapter3/Follet_Lia_Ch3_Dirty%20Dishes.mp3"]] ||
 * = **Why are there dishes?

Disposables are great No mess No stress No need to wait Get a Paper plate!

China has the charm Of its dazzle and shine But in my heart Paper plates will always be more divine

Plastic Plates are like a ray of sunshine Through the crowds Of black clouds The light of God That lights the way from smelly dishes That wait in the sink Paper Plates are my savior. Just by the brink ** || http://foodonthebrain.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/dirty-dishes.jpg ||