Poetry

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My vacuum cleaner left and
Texted it's own S.A.E.

My dishlex took a turn too, since
I heard my iron scream.

Then all too soon, my drier
Cried out from it's own distress.

And I've no fairy liquid left
To clean up all their mess!

I thought to rinse my sinks,
It seems that jif and bleach are friends.

The last I saw, they sailed away,
When will this ever end?

My toilet paper dried a leak,
So many times, it's gone!

And with it, took my soap
And towels, flannels and so on!

'Banged Up Abroad' I come to view
As I sit on my own.

Netflix now demand I pay,
Much like my telephone.

Will I then face a silence?
I'm not saying I would cope.

Push comes to shove, I tell you now
That all I have is hope!

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