A nightly affair,
Separate whites,
Handle with care.
Washing clothes,
A sudsy thing,
Wrinkles depart,
Make me sing.
But oh those spots,
They didn't become out.
And this despite,
My using Shout.
Worst of all,
The wrinkles are back.
They're pain from
A appliance attack.
Now I'll hit to
Start every over again.
I dislike doing laundry
You are not my friend!
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