The Poor Dishwasher - Contest

I am here behind a closed door Looking clean and gleaming Oh my what is that smell I just got a whiff smells like curry hope I am dreaming They won't knock of the excess from the plate The rice gets in my tubes and makes me hick up The smell makes my motor lurch Before you stack them, I shout, scrape it off In come the dishes and bowels they used Nothing is worse for me than cold curry for sure Stuck to the plates , my work will be hard Why don't they eat jelly, so soft so pure Oh they turn up my programme Will be sweating in here All they needed to do was, rinse off the debris Life would be simple why don't they hear. Ok sauna here we go,round and round I spin Geez I am dizzy, rice everywhere Every orifice it can get in No thoughts for me the worker, they don't care. My work is done gleaming dishes once more My head is still aching, Please, no more dirty dishes to abhor penned 10 September 2015