Oh dryer, dear dryer so shiny and white.
When I open the door, you turn on the light.
So sparkly, so clean, so energy-saving,
You dry clothes in the same time it takes to clean them.*
An averge energy cost of seventy dollars per year,
I can give the power company a kick in the rear…
Since I only plan on using you half the time.
In summer, I’ll hang my wet clothes on the line.
The noise level too, is lower I find.
No longer will rumbles drive me out of my mind.
The door and the inside are impressively large.
I bet we’d fit inside - and I’m the one in charge.
I go on about you till folks think I’m lame.
But I wrote this and posted it, so I can say the same.
*Artistic license on the rhyme scheme there. I can do that. Also, this is evidence why I should not write poems, possibly ever again.
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