My clothesline is my dearest friend She shares my secrets end to end And on her lines I can depend For no one knows the help she lends Someone washed the clothes last night And washed the red ones with the white! Was it Alicia? Could it be? How many times now? Is it three? She must be in a heap of trouble Better find out on the double! Does her little brother know? Did they conspire long ago? Why were the clothes not on the line? Were these the ones they feared I find? And Dad, he did some laundry too Did all his jeans - but not all blue! The fabric softener made them fresh But they lacked some soap I guess I’ll have to wash them once or twice He’s not listening to advice Maybe he was in a hurry Clothes are all in such a flurry! Whites and brights, that won’t suffice But they do smell really nice! Hang them on the line to dry Makes my neighbors laugh and cry Sweet of him to even try Whole new meaning to tie-dye! Hang white tee shirts one by one Line them up, my work is done Oh dear Clothesline, glad you’re here The dryer’s broke! Why? It’s not clear! Must’ve been an overload. My family’s now in crisis mode! Find the clothespins, did they hide them? Clothes won’t get hung if I chide them! Many a thought my clothesline’s penned “Humor’s better in the end! There’s a blackout, never fear For my clothesline’s ever near! She always sees around the bend And to my family she does tend Mischief, she will apprehend With gentle words that won’t offend Yes, I can hear my clothesline say, “The children hung the clothes today!” Here they come with baskets filled Shocked to find out their beans got spilled!