For Certain
Death and taxes, two things that are certain, take my word,
But I’ve always thought there should be a third,
Death, taxes and laundry, I would say,
The dirty clothes pile grows every day,
Just when you think you’ve gotten it done,
It’s back again and that’s no fun,
Wash and dry, sort and fold,
You’ll do that when you’re young and old,
For certain, laundry is around to stay,
I can’t think of another way,
To describe it, except perpetual, or everlasting,
Don’t you agree? I’m
just asking,
You may catch up for a day or two,
But then the hamper is full anew,
Wash, rinse, drain, and spin,
Then do it all over again and again,
The washing machine was a great invention,
It really should get more positive attention,
At least the process is automated,
So, let’s not get too “agitated”,
Pun intended, in case you are guessing,
It’s not my favorite chore, I’m confessing,
It is a life lesson in persistence,
Which is the bane of our existence.
Tammy Harvey
Written: 11/28/2017
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