|Grandma"s Dancing Washer (standard:poetry, 133 words)|
|Author: deorah||Added: Aug 23 2002||Views/Reads: 1635/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|one of the many old stories told my ones grandmother to get a laugh.|
When ever I was told to go do a load On our poor old clunky machine Grandma chimed in with the many old machines she had to work with One she had, you could do better beating the clothes with rocks Another one was like a weight machine with heavy levers And another would not only wash the clothes but whole room too And the one I loved the best was the one that danced It didn't matter where in the room it was placed or what cycle it was on It moved like a dancer back and forth across the room until it was done. And grandma would dance with it. She said it was the most fun she ever had Now I complain just to just to hear the story again Tweet
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