The Worlds Greatest Invention

I’ve got a great invention
I use it all the time
It does the things that I should do
It always works just fine

It cleans my room it tidies up
And puts my stuff away
Does chores I don’t have time to do
So I can go and play

I never have to worry
If I run a little late
I find my meals are cooked for me
And ready on a plate

It doesn’t  need much maintenance
To make it sweetly hum
Just a little oiling, 
With the words “I love you mum”

© John W Fenn  14-02-2009
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Golden Avatar
August 26, 2009 at 11:05 PM
Haha! Yes, you've figured it out. Now, if you could find a wife who wants you to call her Mum! (Or, perhaps you're too young, yet?) Hugs, Donna
Brown Avatar
August 26, 2009 at 2:53 PM
I am rolling on the floor laughing my fanny off at this one John. Used and abused I think it is called. Awesome write. Love, Carol
Mitchell Avatar
August 26, 2009 at 2:49 PM
Aww this is sweet. Hurray for moms!
Kendrick Avatar
August 26, 2009 at 2:26 PM
Yeah! Right! I am a mom and grandmom and we know that we are being used. Keep writing. Sara
Lacey Avatar
August 26, 2009 at 2:09 PM
cute and descriptive!! Joshua
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