Self-Service Car Wash
Slide your quarters, grab the hose.
(Point away from eyes and nose.)
Power spray to loosen dirt;
One more time now wouldn't hurt.
Grasp the soap brush - scrub that foam;
Top to bottom - almost home.
Coat the roof if you have wet it;
If you're short - well, just forget it.
Timer's ticking - spritz some water.
Uh oh - better add a quarter.
Watch those suds as they come pooling;
Almost done, but who you fooling?
Though the car looks slightly better,
Mostly it's just much much wetter!
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2015
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