Tuesday, January 3, 2012

Ode to a Washing Machine

Washing machine, oh washing machine,

Strong and tall you are.

Always available and generally reliable.

Opening your door to me when I need you.


Washing machine, oh washing machine,

Self-filling and swift.

Swishing, swishing, and swishing.

Spinning, rinsing, and delivering.


Washing machine, oh washing machine

You scrub my clothes so good.

Your firm but loving touch works wonders.

Never a speck of dirt remaining.


Washing machine, oh washing machine,

I miss you deeply, I do.

We will meet again soon my friend.

With much appreciation I will return to you.

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