Happy was the day,
When I with gladness bore
a dishwasher, a dryer, and so much more...
The dishwasher gleamed shiny,
The washer was a sight,
The dryer gave me tickles,
As they worked with all their might.
Then there came a day,
When with sadness we must part...
And now I AM the dishwasher,
the dryer and must start.
There is no more ease
As I wash dish by dish,
And now I must hang the washing
Now that the washing is wet as fish.
I miss my shiny objects,
And one day hope to own,
A dishwasher, a dryer, a washer all my own.
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I can't believe you came up with that off the top of your head while we were IM-ing. You crack me up. Someday you will have shiny appliances all your own :) Remember, pretty much even every apartment in the states has a dishwasher, washer and dryer!
Ah, apartments in the states coming with those shiny appliances... Those will be the days. We even had to buy a fridge, they don't come furnished with those either! *pout*
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