I had actually managed to forget that I’m supposed to write a poem yesterday so I’ll just post a short one before I go to bed.
Spalsh! Into the tub they go,
Rub and scrub and let them soak,
Rinse, squeeze till they can’t drip,
Hang them up, secure them with clip.
Soapy water with lots of suds
Makes a lovely bubbly flood
The wind come blows my clothes all dry,
I pay them with bubbles to fill their sky.
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