TATERS LEAVE A TRAIL OF PANS

Everyday, it is fried taters in the morning, and a fry pan in the big sink,

Now, my sink is so full of fry pans, I can't maneuver a glass around for a drink,

Doing dishes?  I'm on a delay,

It's complete length?  I cannot yet, say,

Maybe I'll move to another apartment, and start a new fry pan pile, wink, wink.