Ode to a black tank-top

Five days ago I did laund-r-y
It was Sunday, I did laund-r-y
Alas, the tank-top planned for rogue-er-y
(slam, slam, slam)

The clothes were piled high-er-ly
Five loads of clothes I did painstaking-ly
But Strange female suit-items engaged in conspiracy
(slam, slam, slam)

In an effective coup of clothes-ery
An obviously scripted tank-top escape-ery
Has resulted in an unwarranted 6:00AM inquiry.
(slam, slam, slam)

Little appreciation was given from she
– The owner of the tank-top-ery
For late night Invisible-Man marathon-er-y
(slam, slam, slam)

Four hours of rest had he
When whole house illumination-ry
Removed him from sleep-er-y
(slam, slam, slam)

When engaged in tank-top search and rescue-ry
Somewhere in the rules you’ll see
Each drawer must be opened excessively
(salm, slam, slam)

Which is why I’m writing bad poet-ry
From work at seven thir-ty
And plotting revenge via white-trash tank-top tee.
(slam, slam, slam)