I was driven to it!

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I know that cows have little cows, And dogs have little dogs. The pussycat has little cats, And frogs have little frogs, I know that birds have little birds, And fish have little fishes, So why can't the sink have little sinks, Instead of dirty dishes? --author unknown It's come to this. I am so dang desperate for SOMETHING to write that I'm resorting to a poem. And someone ELSE'S poem, at that! It must be too late. Or maybe it's too early. My brain, without the stimulus of six, loud children running around, is feeling floppy and lazy. It's strange to think that I think best with a bunch of distractions buzzing around. Where are my ideas? Where are the stories that will bring my followers flocking to my side? Where is the wit that will bring a smile to y'all's faces? sigh. A poem. It's the best I can do. And a question. It's not a great question. It's not a question that will keep you awake, long into the night pondering the meaning of it all...I almost hate to say it. Deep breath. What. Chore. Do. You. Hate. To. Do. The. Most? Gah! You see how hard that was for me to spit out?! Because I know it's awful. Tomorrow I will have to be better or I will surely lose my writing reputation. Until then, humor me and answer my boring, every-day, hum-drum question.