20/9/07-6/2/08:In Loving Memory

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O, my clothesline! I loved thee
The chainsaw wailing alertest me
this afternoon, to butchery!
Today they cleavedst thou from thy tree

O, my clothesline! Thou and I
Didst make my bedsheets smell like sky
I couldst not just suppress my cry
so shouted at the workers, "WHY!?!"

O, my clothesline! O, what doom
Thou hast passed, I must needs resume
My washing in the musty gloom
that is the Morgannwg drying room

O, my clothesline! How I care!
I considered for a second there
Pulling a Tiananmen Square
What other way could I thee spare?

O , my clothesline! I yelled a lot
My protests did not do a spot
Of good, for no one had forgot
They had a chainsaw, I had not

O my clothesline! Straits most dire!
I never dreamed thou wouldst expire
I failed today, but never tired
I vow to never use the dryer

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