Backyard Burger Poem by Heather Taylor

'wipe the tables
sweep your floors'
do this, do that
'then windex the doors'
.........'HEATHER'.........
'get some fries
and a kids pack
then go clean
the f**king floors in the back! ! ! '
.........'HEATHER'.........
'please do the dishes
and put them on the rack'
they might as well say
'make up for all that we lack! '
i'll choke someone
one day i will
they don't get paid
to sit on their **s and chill! !
.........'HEATHER'.........
'i need someone
to make sandwiches for me! '
by the way.......
'you have people in the front
there are three'
...........'HEY GUYS! ! ! '...........
'i only get paid
for my job not yours
get the f**k up
and do your own f**king chores! ! ! '