Some of you know that we have been schlepping our laundry to the Teen House across the street from the church building every week. The dryer takes FOREVER and we get to spend quality time entertaining the kids i.e. teaching them to play pool. Watch out Tom Cruise there's a new hustler in town. Last night Duane and Scott loaded up the W/D for us and brought it over. So, without further ado I present:
Ode to the W/D
Although we did not know you
for lo these four weeks,
you make our clothes so clean
they will probably squeak.
You spin and you tumble,
you rinse and you dry.
The noise you make--melodious,
it makes me want to cry.
I love the W/D
right in our very flat
I can't live without you
and that is that.
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that is lovely, denise, just lovely. now that i know your poetic side, i'm expecting an ode to staci :)
ReplyDeleteOh my goodness! I love your poem! But also, I love this way to keep up with the Karnes' adventures! Jordan and I are looking forward to visiting you guys across the water soon. We love you guys!
ReplyDeleteThe Harris' in Oklahoma
Haha:) You definitely have a way with words! I like the blog and we look forward to keeping up with you through it:) Love you all!
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