will drain and rinse and drain and rinse until
your hydrosensor knows the water's clear.
And when you spin I'll watch your drum rotate:
your vortex, where my stains evaporate.
A fun bit with neat wordplay. The form seems to hold well
Wat the hell, let's leave at a hoot and let others find the nits.
Smiles.
Gary
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Poets for Peace. ˇPoemas sí, balas no!
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