Dirty
Clothes
The clothes basket's full again,
you wonder if you'll ever win.
You wash and dry, fold and stack,
before you know it, the clothes are back.
Where do they go to get such dirt,
those jeans and socks, the old plaid shirt?
The grime and grease,
grass stains galore,
you wash and dry - but there's always more.
There's magic in those dirty old clothes
keep filling the basket -
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Original
Poetry, Art & Graphics by Patricia
Walter 2001
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