Daddy’s Making Dinner
 
 


by Jeff Mondak
 
   
Daddy’s making dinner
I’ve seen it all before
French fries black and burning
And meat loaf on the floor

Daddy’s making dinner
The sugar bowl just broke
Fido ate the gravy
The house has filled with smoke

Daddy’s making dinner
But I’m not one to moan
Soon he will surrender
And go pick up the phone

Daddy made the dinner
Today’s my lucky day
Dinner’s in the trash can
And pizza’s on the way.

Text © Jeff Mondak reprinted from Rolling in the Aisles, published by Meadowbrook Press. Illustration © Stephen Carpenter. Any copying or use of this poem or illustration without consent is unlawful.

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