Them old maidens
With so heavy washes
Can afford th'luxury
Of seperation:
"Dark" from "Coloured"
"Coloured" from "Whites"
Whatever fancies so
Colours don't run.
But me,
Oh, I have no such time!
Nor need anyway,
For my every load
Is of uncharming blue-
Every, single, damned wash.
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