Socks and t-shirts fly through the air,
And fresh from the dryer, such a pity.
But that can happen when doing the wash,
And you trip over a sleeping kitty.
Sammy jumped into my laundry,
Her “Mao” sounding like a RAWR!
But she wasn’t really satisfied,
Till she jumped into my drawer.
The laundry is finally finished,
Now to fold it and lay it flat.
Till Sammy jumps upon the bed,
“I’m sorry, but you can’t do that.”
Saturday and the weather is great!
Time to do something rather tawdry.
Hold on a second, I’m an adult so
I better get started on the laundry…