Sunday, July 3, 2011

Mom's Day Off


It's mom's day off,
she really needs some rest.
The duties were handed to me,
and, well, I tried my best.

I cooked some biryani -
but it was a waste.
I had forgotten to add flavour,
so it had no taste..

There was some orange juice!
It was a blast!
Well, actually an explosion-
I squeezed the orange too fast.


The floor was pretty clean,
there wasn't a tiny bit of dust anywhere.
Except in the kitchen, my bedroom and all the bathrooms,

there was a little dirt somewhere here and there...


I folded the clothes,
by rolling them into balls.
When it was time to put them into the wardrobe,
I couldn't tell if they were my shirts or my mother's shawls.

I went to the market!
But, unknowingly stepped on a shawl.
Frightened, stepped back,
and from the shelf I knocked of a porcelain doll.

I had to pay for them,
they were a really huge price!
Well, no big deal,
It has already happened twice...

All my efforts were in vain,
because my mother said:
"Thank you sweetie for your pain,
but please, NEVER take care of the house again!

-aariana

4 comments:

  1. Aariana your poem is really really good.

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  2. I am sure you are not a bit like what you wrote but your poem is very good and hilarious.

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