Uh, Dishwashers

A poem

By the Leader of the Free World

Sinks, uh, showers, all of this stuff,

I did a lot of it.

No water comes out.

You have areas

where there's so much water

you don't know what to do with it.

You turn on the shower,

you're not

allowed

to have any water anymore.

I mean, we do a lot of it.

Uh, dishwashers.

You did the dishwasher, right?

You press it.

Remember the dishwasher,

you press it?

Boom,

there'd be like an explosion,

five minutes later,

you open it,

the steam

pours out,

the dishes.

Now you press it 12 times.

Women tell me. Again.

You know, they give you

four

drops of water.

And they're in places

where there's so much

water

they don't know what to do with it.

So we just came out with a reg

on dishwashers.

We're going back to you.

Ten times, right?

Ten times.

Not me of course,

not me,

but

you.

You.

But I never mention that.

Because one time I mentioned all three.

I said, sinks, showers,

and toilets.

The headline was,

“Trump with the toilets, toilets.”

That's all they want.

They don't even mention the,

so I didn't mention that,

okay?

I go off the record.

But you know what, it's

terrible.

You wanna wash your hands,

you turn on the sink,

no water comes out.

So you leave the water,

go ten times as long,

it's same thing.

You have a shower.

Drip.

It's no good for me,

for me.