The  pleasure is all mine   NOT!

I've got to take the washing out of the machine, oh bliss!

All this housework business really makes me want to hiss.

I'm not working at the moment, so it's only right,

that I should do all the housework without a fight.

 I'm used to sharing the chores and it's a bit of a bind.

But it wouldn't be right to say anything, that would be so unkind...

When that man of mine is bringing home the bacon.

The least I can do is the housework, but if anyone thinks I like it, they're very much mistaken.

I really need something that can do it for me, something robotic.

And that way, I won't get psychotic.

Of course, the answer is to get a job and I'm trying.

I'm constantly applying.

But no employers are getting back to me,

even though I have a degree.

So in a Galaxy far, far away, until someone gives me a job.

I will have to ask my hubby for a few bob.

I wonder if he has a few quid to hire a maid?

I know the answer I'm afraid!

So, it's back to the housework, which I will do for free.

I wonder what we'll have for tea?

I think I'll do something that I can put in the oven that cooks real fast.

Because doing the dinner is a real blast.

Just like the ironing, the washing up; hanging out the clothes and doing the dusting.

It's all annoying... and disgusting.

Oh well, better get the washing out.

Even if it does makes me want to pout.