Jack Prelutsky

(8 September 1940 / Brooklyn, New York)

A Wolf Is At The Laundromat - Poem by Jack Prelutsky

A wolf is at the Laundromat,
it's not a wary stare-wolf,
it's short and fat, it tips its hat,
unlike a scary glare-wolf.
It combs its hair, it clips its toes,
it is a fairly rare wolf,
that's only there to clean its clothes—
it is a wash-and-wear-wolf.


Comments about A Wolf Is At The Laundromat by Jack Prelutsky

  • Mohammed Asim Nehal Mohammed Asim Nehal (1/14/2016 9:08:00 AM)

    That's only there to clean its clothes—
    it is a wash-and-wear-wolf. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, December 13, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, December 13, 2013


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