Hanging Out The Washing Poem by Phil Soar

Hanging Out The Washing



Hanging washing out to dry
Is hard for me, I don't know why
It usually rains ten minutes after
Which makes the hanging a disaster

Wetter than when it left the tub
It has been known to make me blub
A crying man out by the line
I'll use the tumble dryer next time

Sunday, September 10, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: humour,nonsense
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