Goodbye to the $1 loads of wash
Goodbye, homeless people who sleep on the concrete floors
and the creepy people who don't
Goodbye to lugging loads of laundry across the street
'round a dangerous curve
Goodbye to searching for that last quarter to feed the dryer
2 comments:
You do your laundry there or are you just happy to see it go.
Love the poem.
I did my laundry there during law school. My last load was last night.
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