Short Denims Poems

In the corner of my room 
I have a magic basket
It’s been there for a while, and
Does everything I ask it
When I’ve been out working hard
And the smell is overpowering
My clothes get thrown inside
Before I start my showering
I throw inside my tee shirts
My denims and my socks
I throw all my dirty clothing
Inside this magic box
I only have to wait two days
And I’m happy, just because it
Has laundered all my clothes
And hung them in the closet...

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