It's Drying Day Today.

Quick shut the door and turn the dial, set it on its way
I've looked outside the weathers grand, it's drying day today.
little bubbles form and burst as the clothes toss and tumble
then there is the fast spin cycle, oh, how the washer rumbles
it does a dance from side to side, then it's back and forth
it's left black marks across the lino, where it's little feet explored
at last the machine falls silent and shudders to a stop
a little pool of water's formed we'd better get a mop
the door is open clothes spill out, acrosso the kitchen floor
quick gather them in a pile and onwards with the chore
there triumphantly stands my grandma with wet washing in a bale
waiting for the wind to lessen down to a steady gale
the washing is soon pegged out and flapping frantically away
then a nice cup of tea and a biscuit to celebrate drying day today.