We hadn’t done it for a while,
Could I do it again?
Would I have the energy
To cope with the intensity
Of the task ahead?
It had grown and grown,
Now it was starting to overflow,
But I managed it
And I cracked the myth.
There is a bottom,
To the ironing basket.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Humor
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