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There was time when my grandmother would hang clothes up in the backyard. For them to dry from the waves of a summer breeze

I didn't know about laundrymats
I never used a dryer

I would dance with the linens
As they swayed side to side
When the wind blew
Running through a meadow
Of tide, and the smells of the bed stuy outsides
My black barbie pillowcase smelled like a cookout all summer

Take them clothes down
Before it start raining!
My grandmother would yell to me
As I played in the front
Not realizing what a serious game
Of double Dutch she was interrupting

Collect the pins
Put everything in a basket
Or bag
I didnt have great folding skills
I probably dropped a few draws
Or towels, sometimes sock.
All onto the concrete backyard floor

I dreaded this ordeal every sunday
But now that I spend so much money
On laundry.
The laundromats
Or renting more expensive places
With a washer or dryer in unit
I've realized that
Well damn, I need me a ***ing private backyard .