The dreaded laundry mat
The least favorite place I’d rather be at. Is the God-forsaken laundry mat. Not a soul wants to be there. You see everything’s territorial, from baskets to chairs. You can’t be certain of the rules that apply. As everyone holds a suspicious eye. This blend of factors makes for a dangerous game. One breach of protocol could tarnish your name. If you remove something from a dryer that sat too long. You run the risk of bodily harm.