DIRTY LAUNDRYA Poem by DBURKEYes my friend I am sure to separate The darks from the whites I am aware how you like them folded And I will do it right Repetitive this job I am bored indeed In fact I am not a servant But a friend who has needs I carry your load From the house to the car But when my laundry is dirty You never go that far So when you need to wash I suggest you roll up your sleeves Because I am a friend not a slave Only to be called when in need © 2010 DBURKE |
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1 Review Added on March 22, 2010 Last Updated on March 22, 2010 AuthorDBURKEAboutMy name is D.Burke. I was born and raised in Milwaukee WI. I write fiction horror/thrillers and poetry. I decided to pursue my writting career after the tragic loss of my eight year old daughter. My f.. more..Writing
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