Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Hampered

When my wife would do laundry, I

Would find some reason to complain.

And so such finding fault was why

She ruled the laundry my domain.

I said okay cuz I was sure

That I could do a better job.

The response that I got from her

Was dirty laundry by the gob.

I sorted, I washed and I dried,

Then folded the laundry quite well.

I took it to my wife with pride,

But lost my grip and it all fell.

My wife giggled as I was told,

"Too bad it all had to unfold."