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CLIFF DWELLER LYRICS: ANY HOUSEWIFE'S LAMENT, by             Poet's Biography
First Line: I don't mind the cooking, I don't mind the
Last Line: That glower at me from the sink!
Subject(s): Housewives


I don't mind the cooking, I don't mind the cleaning
Of rooms that are covered with dust.
Toward mending and sewing I haven't much leaning,
But do them, as housekeepers must;
To market for food isn't one of my wishes,
And yet I can stand it, I think;
But, oh, how I loathe and detest doing dishes
The terrible dishes
Unbearable dishes
That glower at me from the sink!

The making of beds isn't highly exciting,
But still, I don't mind it a lot,
And scrubbing the floor isn't very inviting
Yet somehow it troubles me not;
But I feel I'm poorest of all the poor fishes
My temper it puts on the blink
To turn to the duty of washing the dishes,
The wearisome dishes
The drearisome dishes
That glower at me from the sink.

I've never found housework exactly enthralling,
But mostly it isn't so bad—
It's only the dishes that seem so appalling
And make me so constantly mad.
I hate every dish and the dish rag that swishes,
I hate pots and pans as they clink.
I hate 'em, I hate 'em—those darn dirty dishes
Those spitefullest dishes
Those frightfullest dishes
That glower at me from the sink!





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