The Weekly Wash



The weekly wash is quite a chore
One of the jobs that I abhor
Collecting all those scattered clothes
It's a must though I suppose
In a machine is not so bad
A harder task I might have had
At a sink would be deplored
Scrubbing at a washing board
Gathering apparel from the floor
I bung 'em in the open door
And switch the machine on with a sigh
Hoping that they'll soon be dry
And now they're spinning round and round
There's a bloody sock still on the ground.




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Written on 2009-11-15 at 10:35

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Stan Cooper The PoetBay support member heart!
The glass is half full or half empty...

Aren't you happy that it's a weekly wash and not a daily wash?!!!

xxx The Bard
2009-11-15