Having completed it’s duty,

Its tossed alongside those of the same fate,

Staying there from days to weeks,

The inevitable will soon arise for them,

They are taken into a dark damp bin,

With holes all over to dispose of any fluids

At first, the bin only fills comfortably with water,

But after the first drop of chemical infused water

the hour long torture begins,

The dark bin then begin to spin at incomprehensible speeds,

Colliding all those in it against one another,

Only short breaks exist between each stage,

With the last stage meant to mimic mach speeds,

After all is said and done,

They leave the bin completely unscathed, especially clean

Nothing has harmed them, and they felt no pain

And then it's off to the dryer.