Come lye and come saponin,
Come besom of ash!
Let us froth the fell filth
With a sop sudsy splash.
With acids acetic,
With liquors ammo­nium
May we scour from this place
All unclean pan­de­mo­nium!
Come bris­tles, come rags,
Come sodium bicar­bon­ates!
I enlist thee and mar­tial thee,
My sanit’ry sub­or­di­nates!
Purge like fire this place
Of all dust motes and grimes,
Of pathogen clus­ter­ings,
All Disorder’s rank crimes!
To the God of the Wash­board,
To thee do we pray,
May thy ser­vants ablute
All the stains swift away!

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