Poem -

dirty washing

dirty washing

I'm a washing machine
notched on industrial mode
I've picked up odd socks
by rotating my dreams
to suit the load..
they say, it will all come out
if you let it do the biz
superficial stains that is.
not the ones..
dyed in the wool
you need a shrink wash
for that
90 degress or more..
bare your sole for sixty mins
at a Ā a right angleĀ 
and get a spin doctor
to kiss it better..
why fight it
just chill and let it all hang out

Ā 

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Lost

I will never look at washing machines and socks the same way ever. And "let it all hang out"...hilarious.Ā 

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Lost

Are we talking edible shorts? I've heard they exist.Ā 

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