A tribute to Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Tide and Downy.

My Tide washes, my Tide cleans
My stains are squashed, my soft blue jeans;
My laundry room baskets galore
The folder folding one stack more,

And my Tide washes, my Tide cleans.

Darkness settles within my house
Downy did I add, I aid with a grouse;
The little beads, with amazing scent
Thought to myself, from heaven sent,

And my Tide washes, my Tide cleans.

Dawn is breaking, dreams still in our heads
But we just did, stay in our beds;
Daylight returns, just like before
Downy fresh air like the ocean shore.

And my Tide washes, my Tide cleans.