This laundry pile, it never ends
The dirty clothes invite their friends
Although some unmatched socks get washed
The pile's resistance remains unquashed
For every load the machine cleans
There seems no shortage of soiled jeans
And underneath like swarming ants
A growing team of underpants
The laundry will not disappear
Laundry is forever here
Unless we disregard the nose
And from now on wear dirty clothes
Underneath like swarming ants, a growing team of underpants” James, that’s genuinely one of the finest rhymes committed to the English language. 😄 The only real solution proposed here (disregard the nose, wear dirty clothes) is honestly tempting some weeks. This is the “cycle” no one warns you about before adulthood.
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Welcome to James Proclaims – a blog that catalogues the whimsy of a man who probably should know better but who seems determined to demonstrate that he doesn’t.
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