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The Mound of Laundry
Brian Litteral


Hello laundry, my old friend
I've come to load and fold again
Our dirty clothes were softly creeping
Grew by heaps while I was sleeping
And the mission I implanted in my brain
Still remains
Life without a mound of laundry

The fitted sheets I fold alone
Million sheets of Bounce I've thrown
'Neath the halo of a basement lamp
I scrubbed a collar in the cold and damp
When my ears were pierced by the buzz of a finished load
That ruined my show
And touched the mound of laundry

And in the naked light I saw
Two or three people, maybe more
People messing without cleaning
People talking without listening
People making work in which they never shared
No one cared
About the mound of laundry

"Fools" said I, "You do not know
Laundry like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you"
But my words fell like caps of Suavitel
Splashed on my laundry hell

And the people howled and brayed
At the heaping mess they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming
And the sign said, "The loads of the laundry
Are piled against the basement walls
And upstairs halls
I'm Fabrezing mounds of laundry

This poem first appeared on
Used here with permission.


Brian Litteral is an artist, poet, writer, actor, vocalist, and improviser living in rural southwest Michigan. He writes on at ImprovCowboy (  When not pursuing one of his various talents, Brian enjoys communing with trees, taking long, aimless walks, hanging out with friends and family, maintaining the dirt road to his house, or getting up to some kind of mischief.



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Wilda Morris:
Clever. I wanted to sing it!
Posted 04/19/2024 08:39 AM
Thank you! So good!
Posted 04/16/2024 08:40 AM
A delightful piece~~clever and entertaining. I enjoyed singing it!
Posted 04/15/2024 11:36 PM
Lori Levy:
Love this!
Posted 04/15/2024 01:54 PM
Sharon Waller Knutson:
Love this creative clever poem written to the melody of one of my favorite songs, Simon and Garfunkel's, Sound of Silence. I laughed because although we think doing laundry is a boring nuisance, it is also a necessary nuisance. Who would have thunk to write a poem about cleaning clothes in a damp basement.
Posted 04/15/2024 11:59 AM
The never ending mounds of laundry put to a song is truly innovative fun and set music in my head as I read. LOL fun! Thanks.
Posted 04/15/2024 11:32 AM
Dont send to Paul Simon.
Posted 04/15/2024 10:11 AM
Our Maytag team is working this morning.
Posted 04/15/2024 09:44 AM
Darrell Arnold:
Original thought is the hallmark of great poetry. Nicely done, Brian. Very funny.
Posted 04/15/2024 08:35 AM
Larry Schug:
Oh, yeah!
Posted 04/15/2024 08:02 AM
That song will never be silent again. This entry was no wash-out!!!! The Beach Boys wrote that "You won't have fun, fun, fun, until you get all the laundry done." Randy Mazie
Posted 04/15/2024 07:23 AM
I sang the whole poem! Delightful!
Posted 04/15/2024 06:42 AM
This is a riot!
Posted 04/15/2024 05:05 AM

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