I was finishing my dinner and everything was great
From the meat loaf and mash potatoes
To the green beans on my plate
When Mom stood up from the table, and said, "Who's turn to do the dishes?"
My brother Calvin pointed at me, and said, "Im pretty sure it's his."
"But I hate to do the dishes,' I said with great protest,
'And on Friday nights I must confess, I like it even less."
My dad looked across the room at me with eyes all set and stern
He didn't have to say a word though because after all it was my turn
As I started clearing the silverware I mumbled, "there has to be a better way"
"Someone has to do it,' Calvin said, 'and I'm just glad it's your turn today"
"What I need to do then is find someone to do them for me, someone who doesn't mind"
"Good luck,' my brother stated,' I don't think anyone is that kind"
And then it came to me out of nowhere, an idea like no other
"I know who will do them for me"
"Oh yea, who's that,"asked my brother
"Well fishes like water, right? And there's plenty in the sink
I'll just train my fishes to do the dishes, I think.
As they swim through the water they'll swoosh and they will swish
With their fins and their tails, they will clean every dish."
"What about the pans that are greasy and hard to scrub?"
"Easy, big brother, they'll use their tough scales to give those dishes a rub."
"Ok, little brother, but first let's make this bet,
That your fishes can't do dishes cause they're just little pets.
And the loser does dishes for one whole month after dinner
Without any grumbling, or complaining, or hard feelings towards the winner."
So I agreed and ran off to my tank
Thinking, this is too easy, like money in the bank
As I looked at my fish, I saw each one had special traits
Like the angel fish was tall and flat and would be perfect for the plates
For the bowls, one goldfish, all fat with bubble eyes
Four guppies and three swordtails for the spoons, forks and knives
And for the real detailed work, like mom's special glasses
My ace in the hole, my sucker mouth catfish
So I told each one their job, all in great detail
But when your smart as fish, then how can you fail
Calvin "Cheese Grits" Yerke