The Launderer’s Prayer
Our washer, which art in the basement,
hallowed be thy spin;
thy Kenmore come,
thy rinse be done,
in whites as it is in colors.
Give us this day our daily cycle,
and forgive us our overloads,
as we forgive them that perm press against us.
And lead us not into Home Depot,
but deliver us from vibrations.
For thine is the Whirlpool,
the impeller and the glory,
For top load and front load,
Amen.
[Guess who did laundry last night and had five minutes to kill?]
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