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Image via Magpie Tales 

put it on
out there
labels facing north
truth in the wind
catch the neighbors
spinning up yarns
then you strut
&
reel it on it

2015-Rene


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  1. Lochness LassJanuary 3, 2015 at 10:41 PM

    Ok I know you probably didn't write this literally as the picture suggests but this poem made me smile. All I could see was my big panties on the line. Your blog is wonderful. Cheers, Beckie

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  2. KayJanuary 4, 2015 at 4:58 AM

    love this....to hell with the neighbors I say!! x

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  3. BerowneJanuary 4, 2015 at 6:05 AM

    Sharp, well written and quite entertaining.

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  4. 21 WitsJanuary 4, 2015 at 9:01 AM

    Oh yes they did, reel it in day after day!

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  5. Yvonne OsborneJanuary 4, 2015 at 10:27 AM

    I love
    labels facing north
    truth in the wind...
    You used to be able to tell much from your neighbor's clothesline. Too bad such practical things have gone out of style.

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  6. brudbergJanuary 4, 2015 at 3:29 PM

    Ah.. yes there are always ways to deal with those neighbors ..

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  7. The Blog of BeeJanuary 4, 2015 at 3:53 PM

    Love that last line

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  8. Kathe W.January 4, 2015 at 4:03 PM

    and to think some neighborhoods don't allow clothes lines...pooey on them! Very fun!

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  9. AnonymousJanuary 4, 2015 at 4:27 PM

    that was fun...yes!

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  10. Sherry Blue SkyJanuary 4, 2015 at 6:20 PM

    I love clotheslines and remember back in the Day when housewives vied to have their wash out sooner/brighter and whiter than anyone else's....LOL. I still love clotheslines but the shapeless stuff I hang out there would have been frowned on by those ladies!

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  11. ZQJanuary 4, 2015 at 8:19 PM

    Haha that was great and I understood every word...Kudos
    ZQ

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  12. Irish GumboJanuary 5, 2015 at 1:25 PM

    Give 'em something to talk about. Good stuff.

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  13. AnonymousJanuary 5, 2015 at 7:16 PM

    Very entertaining. I had nosey neighbors that always seemed to be outside when my grandmother sent me to get the dry clothes off the line. lol

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  14. ekta khetanJanuary 6, 2015 at 2:26 AM

    Loved your composition..label facing north..Hmmm

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  15. Silent Otto January 6, 2015 at 4:41 AM

    I enjoyed these memes , fluttering in the breeze .....!

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  16. Tess KincaidJanuary 10, 2015 at 2:40 PM

    Labels facing north...love it...this one might be my fave of yours to date...

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