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13 May 2008
Poem
| Washing Machine
Our washing machine kicked up a terrible fuss,
Roaring and screeching exactly like a bus!
So brave Sir Daddy of Willow House,
Taught it a lesson, made it meek as a mouse.
Our clothes were in, washed but instead of a steady spin,
It thudded all over and I nearly jumped out of my skin!
In came courageous Daddy and put the rebellious machine off,
The cacophonic machine stopped abruptly with a frustrated huff.
The monstrous metallic machine had moved far from its pokey picketed pen,
But instead of pushing it back, Daddy pulled it right out of its den.
Now Daddy could clearly see,
What had caused the catastrophe.
The tyrannical transportation screws had not been pulled out, were still in place,
So strong smart Daddy yanked the troublesome tagalongs out, hes an ace.
Now the metallic monstrous machine has turned into a happy household helper,
No more does its roaring and screeching terrify us, perfect peace reigns, yes sir!
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