Animals Clean Dishes With Their Tails
Left with the dishes the animals used their tails.
They used their scratchy tongues and they used their nails.
Which would be okay if some had not had rabies.
The hen had chicken pox and the fox had scabies.
They were irritated that the washing landed on them.
So, they did the worst job, I heard from Uncle Clem.
They never wanted to wash human dishes again.
This was told to me by my little Cousin Jim.
Jim is Clem’s son, and their stories are often big lies.
I discovered later this was a lie too; no big surprise.
But I have another cousin who showed me these Pix.
So now I don’t know if it is true or one of their tricks.
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