A washing machine, Both the front and top
Have a single point, For power to drop
The door is open, Like bucket and mop
While the hole is on, Holes like this must stop
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Not the easiest 'thing' to compose a poem about, but you have done a marvellous job. Great read. Love Ernestine XXX
OH! you have to close the lid? No wonder my washing machine doesn't work. A clever, well-written piece. Only one thing - wouldn't the new drum-design reduce the amount of stuff I could cram in? I might have to wear my clothes twice as long. They already get pretty ripe, as it is.