Washing machine
space age dream
Let me serve you
keep me clean

Rinse me plain
spin me sane
I'll trust my dirt to only you

Automobile
see me kneel

I'll scrub your back

I'll buy your meal
I'll choke your start

I'll warm your heart

I'll dream of dying just with you
See me wish from eight to all day long
(l've) Got no time

I'm not inclined to hum a song
Just like a robot
waiting for a fuse

I'm too crazy to even have the blues

Instant
instant
instant poetry

Too hot to be continued next week
Instant
instant
instant poetry

Too slow to be tongue in cheek

TV syndrome - holy custom

Millions squeeze you to their bosom
You're always welcome - drive out boredom
Your one eye's all the art we need

Instant
instant
instant poetry