Ironing Shirts
Hot was the room that she sweated a lot,
as the maid tired,
ironing
white shirts
for
her
master
who wanted
to be dandy
when he toyed with the ladies at the ball.
17 November 2020
Double Tetractys 6 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Eve Roper
Picture No 2
Placed 1
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