Woken at 4:30
Son one up, too
What is that high-pitched whine?
Got up to try and see
I had no clue
What would make such a chime
What ever could it be
We looked, we two
That noise, it was a crime
Toys should not make that shriek
We found it, phew!
Battery dying sign
And the dryer died. Gee.
What do we do?
It has run a long time
Oh, it’s a tragedy
It might be through
It sure is past its prime
Four piles of wet laundry
I guess I knew
Laundromat, get them dry
Just not my cup of tea
Not good, it’s true
The type of day to sigh
Boy, these humans and their weird toys! Life would be so quiet without them!! (*back to my nap*)
Shrimp
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LOL.
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*nose taps*
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Treats and tuna to you!
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Thanks, Shrimp.
~ Donna ~ Sent from my iPhone
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Purrs!!
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Laundromats are the pits, Donna. Here’s to your new dryer, wherever it may be.
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Thanks, Andra.
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