Laundry

Pile of clothes on the floor,

Which ones have been worn?

Who knows, so I throw them in a basket

Before I throw myself in a casket.

Bring them downstairs,

And hope that all the socks are in pairs.

I throw everything in,

Even though I know it's a sin.

Pile of clothes, throw them in the wash.

The only way to fit them in is to squash.

I wait for them to be done,

But doing laundry is no fun.

I walk back up,

With a sigh and a hiccup.

30 minutes later.

Buzz, buzz, the machine goes off.

I stand up as I cough.

I walk back down,

No more fooling around.

Throw them in the dryer,

Now my boredom is only getting higher.

I go back up,

I pour me a drink in a cup.

I sit back and relax,

Almost ready to collapse.

I sit there and think,

And once I finish my drink,

I throw my cup in the sink.

Beep, beep, goes the dryer.

Damn, I hate this job,

I should be fired.

I stand up and walk back down,

And you'll never believe what I found!

The clothes are done,

But I haven't yet won.

I throw them in a basket,

As heavy as a fuckin' planet.

I walk back up the steps.

Damn, I haven't even slept.

I sigh and dump them out,

Time to fold them and pout.

I start to put them in their drawer,

When I see a kitten on all fours.

It's purring loudly,

Sleeping soundly,

So I put them on the floor.

Damn, my legs are getting sore.

I move the sleeping kitten

Carefully so I don't get bitten,

Then proceed to do my chore,

Removing the clothes from the floor

Into their corresponding drawer.

Now that my duties are done,

I have finally won.

Now it's time to take a nap,

Before one more thing makes me snap!