A witty Ditty

I found this poem in an old newspaper. Today is Martyrs' Day so I thought I'd share it:

'Hitler and his Black Shirts
riding for a fall,

Musso with his Brown Shirts
Back against the wall,

De Valera with his Green Shirts
caring not at all,

Three cheers to Gandhi
with no shirt at all!'

My Best Friend

He's there when I want him
He never complains
He takes all my dirt
And never shows st(r)ain
He stays in the background
He's never seen
He's my dear, dear friend
My washing machine.