The butter is lazy,
the blender is crazy,
the toaster is hot for the bread.
The forks and the knives
are now husband and wives
while the spoons like to be single instead.
The kitchen utensils
including scissors and pencils
have silently annexed the drawer.
And the sponge keeps on chasin'
the plates around the basin
while the calendar kills time on the door.
(From the Herds of Words anthology)