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[aid] => mick
[title] => Super-Duper, Intergalactic, Spaceship Truck
[time] => 2004-12-07 21:49:53
[hometext] => Today was laundry day. Yuck. For the kiddos and young at heart.
[bodytext] => Super-duper, intergalactic, spaceship truck, Wow, I really want it- oh but just my luck. I went to Mom and ask her for the money, She told me to earn it and do the laundry. First you gotta sort ‘em and then you get your batch, But whatever you do, please don’t mix and match. All right I can do it- how hard can it be? Other people do and they can’t charge a fee! I stuffed all the clothes into the big machine, Happy to be paid for getting them all clean. The clothes were finished when I heard the little beep, But when I looked inside I wanted to just weep. Oh my gosh- a sea of pink, so I said a little prayer. My Dad would surely kill me when he saw his underwear! What would all the men at the fire station think, When my Dad got dressed and his underwear was pink? Maybe I’ll just stash this little pink load, One at a time- flush them in the commode. Then I’ll surely get my super-duper toy, If they ask what happen, then I’ll just act coy. The fabric was too thick, so I used the toilet brush. Once I got it down, the knob I pushed to flush. That was when I learned that I had an awful plan, Cause the tank exploded and flooded the whole can. Water was everywhere; it seeped through the wall. And before I knew it, it gushed into the hall. It trickled down the stairs into the family room, I was really filled with a certain sense of doom. Then it happened and the house began to shift, And it began a long and windy drift. I learned out the window and I waved a big hello, Sure that I would make the evening news show. But I couldn’t forget about my Mom and Dad, When they found out, they surely would be mad. That was when I passed my Mom on the street, And I found it difficult to be a bit discreet. Well my Mom was screaming and jumping all about. “Come right here this minute!” I think I heard her shout. I got out on the ledge and I did a fancy dive. The newspaper said I was lucky to be alive. I was really famous for a day or two, Until they found a woman living in a shoe. There were no more headlines, and they seemed to have forgot How I turned my house into a floating yacht. Well we had to move when doing laundry went amuck, And I never got a super-duper spaceship truck! [comments] => 3 [counter] => 181 [topic] => 7 [informant] => dtborchert [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => HumorPoetry )
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