CRASH! “What was that?!”
Was the call, as the sound ricocheted from the door.
“Oh! Nothing!” the response.
“A small plate just met the Floor!”
The Floor seemed to be
The stronger of the two,
For they had scarcely said hello,
When to pieces the plate flew.
The floor had an accomplice,
Who undertook elimination
Of one unoffending goblet
That came close to its station.
But the Floor was the leader
There is no doubt of that
And he was only beginning –
His book of conquests growing fat.
A nearly empty jar of mayonnaise,
A goblet and at least one more plate,
With its accomplices Faucet and Shelf
It gave them each a shattering fate.
A crock-pot barely escaped
When Counter entered the fray
But I’m afraid the nearby goblet
Failed to see another day.
A half full jar of pickles,
A mason jar and a soap bottle
Were introduced to the Floor lately –
No thoughts of staying who could they model.
So where will this team
Decide to create their next mess?
All of these unfortunate creatures
Were shattered in the last week or less.
I quite sincerely pity
The next breakable in the Floor’s way,
For unless its very, very lucky –
It won’t ever see another day…
To the KING be all the glory!
Lol, very cute! :D
~Jamie
Oh, how familiar! Yes, and the mess all of those crashes leave are horrible! Try cleaning mayonnaise off of the CEILING!! :) I love your poem. I relate to every word!
*CRASH*
well, gotta go, that was our last strawberry tumbler! ;)
with grape juice in it!
Laughingly,
Madison
If it weren’t so heartbreaking It’d be funny!
Eric was getting the honey out of the cabinet the other day and dropped it, right on top of the Shabbat glasses we brought from the States… The ones that made it here that is…
He broke 4 !!!!! 4 of them! The floors aren’t our nice wooden ones like at home – they are all ceramic tile!! And a LOT harder when something is dropped on them!
I have to admit that I cried. It may have been silly, but I couldn’t believe it.
Anyway, that broken glass reminded me of that.
Shalom~