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There he stands, in the bathroom
Shaking he washes my clothes
Twirling around with his eye
screaming and humming of joy
Now he's slightly trembling
he's ill, leaking water
throwing up, big puddles
the floor covered with brown lumps
There's the doctor, with his stethoscope
listening to the heartbeat of my friend
He gives him a suppository
That should stop the leaking
One day later, he snores again
I caress him on his head
He gives me a wink and tells me
"I'm feeling better now"
[inspired by our old (15 years..) wash machine, that broke down today]
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