I`ve got some socks and T shirts Which hath begun to stink But I`ll have to put them in a bowl And wash them in the sink. The washer died on me last week When it rattled to a halt And I`ve had the top and back off But failed to find the fault. I can`t afford a new one - It`s coming Christmas time So I`ll have to do it all by hand And peg it on the line. Just like my poor old mother did Many moons ago - How she ever did it - By God ! I`ll never know ! With just a tub and mangle And the ` old grab, pull and push ` On a little wooden scrubbing board - With Acdo and a brush. But I don`t foresee a problem - There`s only the wife and I And my mother had a great big heap Of clothes to wash and dry And she had to heat the water Before the graft began And scoop it to the dolly tub With a bowl or pan. And if the weather was adverse And the rain outside was dire She hung it on a maiden And stood it by the fire. Oh what a cushy life we have Sat at home today While the washer does the dirty work And leaves us time to play When the hoover sucks the dust up And does it in one go And all we do is stand and watch While it cleans the floor - When the heating puts the coal on And the dishes wash themselves And a fan in the kitchen corner Gets rid of all the smells. Modern life`s too easy And it`s not the way to be - It`s best to do some labour And learn humility - To sweat and earn our peace of mind Like folk don`t do today So I`m going to do my washing The good old Incer`s way. But first I`ll look on Ebay - Just one little peep To see if any hotpoints May be going cheap.
Posted on: Wed, 08 Oct 2014 19:25:22 +0000
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