Detergent sows the scent of freshness anew,
Banishing stains and traces of weariness too.
Round and round the faithful machine twirls,
Like a tireless dancer, it spins and whirls,
Garments twirl, jump, and spin again,
Driving away dirt without a hint of disdain.
Gentle whispers of fabric fill the air,
As they're rubbed and brushed with utmost care,
They tell stories of journeys and wear,
In every fold they lovingly bear.
On the clothesline, they find solace and rest,
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