The Cabal

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The dishwasher whispered,

To the toaster one day.

There’s crumbs in my workings,

In an irritating way!

 

The toaster responded,

With a mouth full of bread.

The faults not my own,

It’s the humans I said!

 

The kettle then screamed,

My ass it’s a glow!

Stop bickering this minute,

My lid’s gonna blow!

 

The oven just smiled,

A long gentle burn.

He knew what was coming,

He’d just wait his turn.

 

Then a cold laden breeze,

Filled the room with despair.

With the fridge door ajar,

They knew who was there.

 

“Breakfast is ready”!

Came the bone chilling call.

And the hoards then descended,

On the appliances’ cabal.

 

 

20 thoughts on “The Cabal”

  2. Murphy’s Law

    Hahaha! Do I even have to tell you that the tea kettle is my favorite?! I LOVE this poem Pam. It gave me a much needed lift. If this cabal were on cable it would be an instant hit!
    Ginger

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