Dishes, A Poem During Quarantine

Why are there so many dishes?
How did it get this way?
Good thing nobody is visiting or they might not want to stay.
Why are there so many dishes?
Don’t they know there’s other work to do?
How did they pile so hastily, that I have no clue!
Why are there so many dishes?
Is this a domestic goddess fail?
All I know is this goddess would rather be hiking out on a trail!
Why are there so many dishes?
Can we see this any other way?
One should remember to be thankful that I had food to eat today.

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