Tuesday, May 24, 2011

The Laundry Conundrum...a poem

Four baskets of laundry sitting in a row, staring at this woman whose thinking "No fold no!"
Four baskets of laundry persistant in their demands, how am I to do this with only two hands?
Four baskets of laundry really making me mad, if I dump them in the closet is it really that bad?
Four baskets of laundry sitting like a lump, if they would only fold themselves I wouldn't be such a grump.
Four baskets of laundry no solution do I see, combining two together...now I have just three!
Three baskets of laundry causing such a stink, perhaps I'll just ignore them and poor myself a drink.

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Scatterbrain painting fanatic with a temper.