Laundry Lover

A tit a tat, what is that?
Seems like I have a job to do.
Some suds and a splash.
Sweet! I found some cash!
If only the laundry did itself
during the night in stealth.
I wouldn’t even know
and it wouldn’t show
it’s face to me at all.
Everything’s folded
just like in the mall.
The amazing laundry
I would call it-
not having to be sorted
or pre-soaked for hours.
Ah alas the bubble is burst
for I know it first;
I am the amazing laundry-
do-er that is.
I sort and I soak
under the midnight hour.
Mommy does it all
but what she is not
is a laundry lover.
~Hale Mom

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