There’s scum, filth,
Under the rim,
It has to be cleaned,
It’s looking quite grim.
There’s dirt, grime,
Around the sink,
It has to be wiped,
For it’s causing a stink.
There’s muck, dust,
Near the tub,
The floor isn’t clean,
It needs a good scrub.
But it will get done,
All in good time,
Just give me a chance,
It isn’t a crime.
You are not perfect,
Not perfect at all,
The bed isn’t made,
I said nothing at all.
So give me some time,
Give me some peace,
For the germs in my bathroom,
Are having a feast!
Aisha Sherazi
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bickering-about-the-bathroom/
