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Who first invented the clothes peg?
Split a twig to go over a line?
The clothes may grow cold and faded and old,
But that peg will keep them all mine. The winds blow from every direction,
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Poetry's Fun,
If the words will run
Off the end of your pen
as you're writing.
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Do you ever have 'Just one of those days'
When nothing goes right and everything wrong?
Even by lunch you're still in a daze
Wondering why the day is so long!
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The Clothes Peg

Who first invented the clothes peg?
Split a twig to go over a line?
The clothes may grow cold and faded and old,
But that peg will keep them all mine. The winds blow from every direction,
Light breezes to full-blooded gales.
Yet firmly they hold, more precious than gold,
The garments, which billow like sails. Each day, when I stand with my basket
To hang all my clothes out to dry,
I think of the rest, who, with similar zest,
Are doing the same thing as I. The rest, who are numbered in millions,
Live in countries located world-wide,
All colours, all creeds, all classes, all needs,
But all need their clothes to be dried!

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