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A Child's Game On Washing Dishes

Poem about a child's thoughts on seeing her own reflection in a saucepan's bottom

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Published: December 30, 2018

I’ve heard mum say, and often too
That washing up’s a bore.
Why she’d often give me tuppence
Just to do that dreadful chore.
But me, I rather like it
With my elbows in the sink
Stirring up the bubbles
As I have a little think.
And when I start to wash them
Why the dishes fade away
And in their place a special friend
Comes to visit me each day.
There’s a genie in the saucepan
And when I make the bottom shine
He shows his great big smiling face,
(It looks a bit like mine).
He likes it when I talk to him
Yet though it seems absurd
Although I see him answer me
I just can’t hear a word!
I see his lips are mouthing words
But though I strain my ears
I’ve never yet heard what he’s said
Whenever he appears.
Still I’m sure if Mum could see him
That she’d never say again
That washing up’s a dreadful bore
And drives her quite insane.

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