by Shel Silverstein 


I've never washed my shadow out

In all the time I've had it.

It was absolutely filthy I supposed,

And so today I peeled it off

The wall where it was leaning

And stuck it in the washtub

With the clothes.

I put in soap and bleach and stuff,

I let it soak for hours,

I wrung it out and hung it out to dry,

And whoever would have thunk

That it would have gone and shrunk

For now it's so much

Littler than I.


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