No sign of washboard, no rub-a-dub-dub;
There’s nothing that even resembles a tub.
Gone is the motor that you could catch sight of;
So is the wringer that one lived in fright of.
Rinsing is built-in, and drying is done
By the clothes being heated, or treated, or spun.
The clotheslines that Peeping Toms had to beware of
Are passe as the shanty that plumbing took care of.
You just press a button; that’s all there is to it-
Beat it do,rntown, and let Science do it.
Advance in some other direction is slated–
Washday is all but eliminated.
by Ray Romine Tuesday, August 9, 1949
