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Kitchen chatter
The cutlery drawer said the glass was a whore
for drinking all night with some hands,
a bottle of wine said she's out all the time,
the glass said you wouldn't understand.
The tap on the sink said the plug hole stinks
and that limescale lowers the tone,
the recycling bin said just ignore him
he's always up polishing his chrome.
The kitchen table claimed the chairs were unable
to sit still with their legs underneath,
the chairs agreed and were really quite pleased,
as the mop bucket peed on its feet.
The gas from the hob, left on by a knob,
filled the room for most of the day,
it's believed that a spark switched on in the dark,
blew the poor cooker away
for drinking all night with some hands,
a bottle of wine said she's out all the time,
the glass said you wouldn't understand.
The tap on the sink said the plug hole stinks
and that limescale lowers the tone,
the recycling bin said just ignore him
he's always up polishing his chrome.
The kitchen table claimed the chairs were unable
to sit still with their legs underneath,
the chairs agreed and were really quite pleased,
as the mop bucket peed on its feet.
The gas from the hob, left on by a knob,
filled the room for most of the day,
it's believed that a spark switched on in the dark,
blew the poor cooker away
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