Washing Pots

Sometimes when I'm washing pots It drives me round the bend Big plates little plates knife and forks They seem to never end. The plates though are quite easy You can wash them very quick But when it comes to greasy pans They really make me sick. Why is it when I wash up I get water every where And because I'm only three foot two I stand upon a chair. Why do I have to wash the pots I'm only eight years old My mum heard me moaning She said do as you are told. I got a little angry Splashing water every where And started mumbling to myself Washing pots is just not fair.