Ryan’s still out of town

The washer broke down

The smoke from it made me frown

I pounded my foot on the ground

Said to myself, “This is bound to make me drown in pounds and pounds of brown gowns!”

So I went around the mound

To a renown place uptown

And I told that clown, “I’m in need of a new crown jewel of cleanliness.”

And now the chilluns watch it go round and round…