Grungy sheets and dirty socks,
Soiled dresses by the box.
T-shirts, shorts and underwear,
Til I am sure I just can’t bear
Once more blasted load and then
Once it’s done, it starts again!
Rinse it, soak it, wash it twice,
Once it’s clean, won’t it be nice?
Bleach it, scrub it, extra spin,
Then to the dryer, pop it in!
Fluff it up and dry it out.
Is this what life is all about?
Fold the shirts and crease the slacks,
Hang undies on the drying rack.
Shirts are folded , socks in pairs.
Now to carry it all upstairs.
Sort it, stack it. Put it away.
Tomorrow is another day,
Of washing, drying, folding too.
O’ Laundry, Laundry. I hate you.
But not all laundry is so bad
My Thirsties never make me mad.
I close the tabs on the hook and loop,
And try not to touch … Read More