A Wolf Is At The Laundromat Poem by Jack Prelutsky
A Wolf Is At The Laundromat
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.
Very funny I like the play on words when it said wash-ware wolf by that I mean it was a werewolf right? ? ?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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That's only there to clean its clothes— it is a wash-and-wear-wolf.