If I were a washing machine
If I were a washing machine
I'd use hot water when you want cold
and leak all over the place
until your house grows mold.
If I were a washing machine
I'd wake you when you're counting sheep
by turning on at random intervals
so you'd never get any sleep.
If I were a washing machine
you'd probably want to get rid of me
I'll be in your nightmares;
the last thing you'd want to see.
The End
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