A Sonnet on the Virtues of Prudence in Laundry

When seeking garments fresh and pure of hue,

One must, with care, the washing task pursue.

Avoid the woe of loads too great, forsooth,

For such excess doth cause the clothes to rue.

In washer's drum, the garments must breathe free,

Else they be crushed, and stains shall stubborn be.

To load with thought, and grant each piece its space,

Ensures the dirt shall vanish with due grace.

Detergent's measure, too, must be well weighed,

For o'erabundance foams but poorly played.

A cup too full doth leave a residue,

While scanty pours shall not the stains subdue.

Thus, heed the call of balance, wise and true,

To keep thy clothes in shades of brightened hue.

When wash is done, let not the garments stay,

In drum confine, for mildew loves delay.

Prompt be thy hand to hang or fold aright,

Thus shan't thou rue the morn, or bemoan night.

On Balanced Loads and Fair Proportions

To heap the washer full beyond its ken,

Is folly, leading to uncleanly end.

The clothes must dance and swirl in ample room,

Else dirt and grime shall stay to weave their gloom.

A modest load allows the water’s grace,

To touch and cleanse each fabric's soft embrace.

As garments tumble, loose and free to turn,

The filth doth flee, and cleanliness we earn.

In overloading, one invites despair,

For neither soap nor motion cleanse with care.

The washer strains, the motor's life is trimmed,

And soon enough, repair's high cost is grimmed.

The Subtle Art of Measuring Detergent

In sudsy measures, wisdom must prevail,

For soap in excess doth make the washer wail.

A torrent foam leaves remnants on the cloth,

While scanty pour sees stains become like moth.

A balanced dose, as manufacturer’s guide,

Is what shall make the cleansing task allied.

Too much, and residues shall plague your dress,

Too little, and the dirt doth still possess.

Post-Cycle Duties: Swift and Sure

When cycle ends, a timer’s gentle beep,

Must stir thee from thy rest or busy sweep.

For garments left to linger in the drum,

Shall harbor damp, and mildew's curse will come.

To rescue clothes from washer’s dark embrace,

And hang them in the sun, or dryer’s space,

Is prudent, for it keeps them fresh and bright,

And wards away the must of darkest night.

Conclusion: The Balance in All Things

In laundry, as in life, balance is key,

For neither excess nor lack can bring glee.

A washer’s load, with thought and care must fill,

And soap’s just measure meted with good will.

When cycle’s done, be prompt to free the load,

For mildew’s touch can turn the bright to goad.

Thus, with these simple acts of mindful care,

Thy clothes shall shine, and last, beyond compare.

To keep thy garments clean and fresh as day,

Let moderation guide thy laundry way.