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Please wash your dishes

Wash your dishes
It’s not that hard
You weren’t born in a barn,
or a stable, or a yard.

The sink is too small
to have dishes build up
It’s not that complicated
for you to wash one small cup.

Your flatmates aren’t your servants,
or your keepers, or your mothers,
And those who wash their own things
Needn’t worry about others.

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