I’m sinking

I’ve lost the urge for cooking, I think I’m round the bend,

I love to eat and entertain my family and friends,

But when I think about it, it’s not the will to sup,

I’ve lost, Oh no not that at all, it’s the b….y washing up!

 

If I were rich, apart from having chauffeur, plane and pilot,

I’d have a maid to wash and launder all my pots and privates,

He or she would live next door and like a glass of wine,

I’d cook a sumptuous dinner and invite her round to dine,

And as the night drew to a close, the greatest of my wishes,

Would be fulfilled as I relaxed and he washed up the dishes.