Another Poem I wrote and this time it is about cupboards.. what do you think ?!?

Cupboards full of ceramic cups.

Under and over and on the top.

Filling to the brim with soap and water.

"I'm finished, I'm done!", said I, the dish washer.

"I've had enough, I'm done with you all."

About to leave the kitchen,

On the floor I indeed did fall...

sliding and slipping on the slippery floor.

The dishwasher never reached the yearned for door.

The dishwasher cried,

as she "died".

And while full of remorse.

She tried to "survive".

This teaches you an important lesson you should never forget.

Never leave your work while your shoes are still "wet".

Finish up your work before you leave.

Unless you want to end up like me.