Here’a sad story That needs to be told – A couple of kids Who weren’t very old. A front loading washer, An inquisitive mind, And a child named Kayley Was soon in a bind. She opened the door, Climbed into the tub Outside was her brother, A one year-old cub. Inadvertently leaning, Accessibly switched, Activated by brother The washer then twitched. In Mission Viejo The four-year-old girl, Who’d climbed in the washer Was soon in a twirl. She bounced off the paddles As water poured in, While Dopey, her brother, Just watched with a grin. Two-minutes of tumbling Brought mother to bear; It was too late for Kayley - She’s not wash and wear. A death accidental, Authorities said, But nevertheless A little girl dead.Leave a Comment
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