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Wash (Free verse) by Bankrupt_Word_Clerk
Clothes arranged in heaps Socks leap unseen into dark corners of the room Trudging through lint fluff Soap powder clings to bare foot Primates laugh at me Wondering loudly Why I make such a shrill fuss Over woven plants Hung on my body To cover the base creature I claim not to be Jungle animals Do not wash their stringy hair in smelly white rooms

Up the ladder: Where I'm From
Down the ladder: Jesus, you I see

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Arithmetic Mean: 4.625
Weighted score: 4.899147
Overall Rank: 9895
Posted: June 20, 2005 7:15 PM PDT; Last modified: June 20, 2005 7:15 PM PDT
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[5] Blue Magpie @ 212.205.251.55 | 20-Jun-05/10:36 PM | Reply
'Arranged in heaps', disarranged perhaps
There was only one bare foot?

Some punctuation would improve it, but it was a laugh.
[n/a] Bankrupt_Word_Clerk @ 71.133.40.25 > Blue Magpie | 20-Jun-05/10:55 PM | Reply
someone else do your laundry? the heaps are separated by color, type of cloth etc... arranged is the right word.

glad you laughed.
[6] Dovina @ 69.175.32.185 | 21-Jun-05/9:53 AM | Reply
"woven plants hung on my body to cover the base creature I claim not to be" - Good line.
[n/a] Dental Panic @ 84.31.86.195 | 21-Jun-05/1:54 PM | Reply
Don't care much for those animals. Who does? But the Lost Socks - now there's one of life's great mysteries. Two go in - one comes out.
[8] Prince of Void @ 81.12.62.65 | 21-Jun-05/2:03 PM | Reply
Great!
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