How Not To Have To Dry the Dishes by Shel Silverstein
Today is my dad’s birthday (happy birthday, Dad!). I have to post this poem because of my sister’s former philosophy that if she did her chores badly, Dad would do them for her. (To be fair, she’s grown up quite a bit since those days.)
How Not To Have To Dry the Dishes
By Shel Silverstein
If you have to dry the dishes
(Such an awful, boring chore)
If you have to dry the dishes
(‘Stead of going to the store)
If you have to dry the dishes
And you drop one on the floor—
Maybe they won’t let you
Dry the dishes anymore.
