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My Korean Laundermat

Story ID:7946
Written by:Monte Leon Manka (bio, contact, other stories)
Organization:retired
Story type:Poem
Location:Hemet CA. USA
Year:1945
Person:Clean Chelsea Kansas Kid
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My Korean Laundermat

My Korean Laundermat

My Korean Laundermat

My Korean Wash-a-teria

A tiny Korean home
Rice straw to shed the rain
Thin paper windows
An open pit potty with no drain

Burlap sacks
To cover the occupant
In the summer time
It really stunk

In this small Korean village
By a running stream
Mama San washed my uniforms
Until squeaky clean.

She washed my pants
She washed my socks
They were cleaned
By using a couple rocks

My clothes were dipped
Into the running stream
Laid on a flat rock
Beat until clean

My uniform
Got mighty thin
About five washings
I had to replace them

The Army Supply house
Was suspicious of my “Fair Wear and Tear”
Too often I was replacing
My uniforms there

The Army had some lye soap
This soap so strong
It could be used to clean auto parts
I gave a bar to wife of Who Song

She was extremely happy
She thanked me again and again
My uniforms lasted much longer
And didn’t get so thin.

Now at my Korean Laundromat
No longer do I have to cope
With holes in my socks and uniform
Who Songs wife is using soap.

Monte L. Manka 04-09-12