Edited on Fri May-06-05 08:43 AM by oneighty
To the laundromat I took my clothes To wash them clean In those two quarter washing machines. Ten days I was on that hard luck boat My clothes and me we stink like goats.
Others are there just like me. I take a chair and wait my turn. I count ten machines against the wall Their glassy eyes are dirty clothes Going round and around in those soapy churns.
Long blond hair blue flashing eyes Adorn the girl sitting next to me. Not bashful a bit ten days at sea I smile at her hopefully. And we drink a Coke from the red machine.
"Hey" she says "I must go Would you mind please to watch my clothes?" "Sure" I say happily Planning ahead for later this day. I mean, aw what the heck. Ten days at sea.
Graceful she turns quick to leave Beautiful she is. I be hypnotized. Her long blond hair blue flashing eyes Bone white teeth red smiling lips. Her tight blue jeans caress curving hips.
"Wait." I say "Which are yours Which machines hold your clothes?" "Why" she say "All of them against the wall." "And here's some dimes to get them dry." "Okay." I say. Ten days at sea.
She clears the door out onto the street And with her goes one just like me. A shrimper-man lonely too. "Thanks" He says grinning wide. Aw! What the heck. Ten days at sea.
180 St Augustine Fla. 1980 perhaps.
From 'Voyages of the Vicky Mary' Copyright
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