If only my fridge spoke
It would tell me to go away.
Put the pie back on the shelf
It is for another day.
If only my oven spoke
It would tell me to keep it clean
I try but it just gets messed up
That's not me just being mean.
If only my dishwasher spoke
It would tell me it's had enough
Fed up with dirty pots and pans
Fed up with being treated rough.
If only I were superwoman
I would get these jobs done.
What I need is superman
Wonder if he will come?
Of course he will surely come, dear! Just wait a minute, I'll open the gatef or him to your home....such a delightful poem, Cheryl...