Windy Wash Day
by Dorothy Aldis
The wash is hanging on the line
And the wind's blowing--
Dresses all so clean and fine,
Beckoning
And bowing.
Stockings twisting in a dance,
Pajamas very tripping,
And every little pair of pants
Upside down
And skipping.
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