Ode To a Powerball
Ode To A Powerball™
By David Lebovitz
I think that I shall never see,
A Powerball™ as lovely as ici.
The rosy ball ensures success
Against my dishes, which entered a mess.
Inside the dishwasher, so full it is scary,
But I just press the button! Could I be more merry?
A sudsy froth, I’m sure it will yield,
Behind the closed door, its fate has been sealed.
An unequaled tablet, whose gift is released,
Round and round goes each cycle, until all has ceased.
Without it I know that my life would be worse,
Washing dishes by hand is indeed quite a curse.
A mess is made daily by fools just like me,
So I give thanks to Calgon, for they make what you see.
(…with apologies to Joyce Kilmer, 1886-1918)