This piece of fluff was written for the D’Verse Poetics challenge to write a laundry poem.
When the permanent press get a whiff
and start to sniff
the stained seats of power,
they start to front-load the ‘news’
and then rinse and repeat
until their designated target gets the heat
of the hearsay tumble dryer
or gets pegged out to dry in the summer sun.
Then begins the target’s spin cycle
and the fluffing of the facts
to ensure the wrinkles are ironed out
and any stains are bleached
with the lye soap of fake news
until the target comes out lemon fresh
and looking whiter than white
and the cycle moves on
to the next 24 in the 7.