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I hate washing up.
It all started when I was five.
"Don't drop it!"
Smash!
Mum gave me a hiding. And dad.
Now I'm scared of dropping things.
Slippery saucers.
Detergenty dishes.
So I use paper plates.
Or eat takeaway.
My social life's a mess.
In fact, all washed up.