Dear Mum,
I'm writing to say I am going on strike from my chores, because of your cooking!
Until you cease to keep making peas with everything,
Chips and peas, pie and peas, pork and peas!
I am refusing to do any of the following;
Place my clothes in the wash
Tidy my room
Walk the dog
Feed the hamster
Brush my teeth.
I leave the next step up to you.
Yours sincerely
Very fed up of peas!
PoetryPez
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