The Little White Pants

THE LITTLE WHITE PANTS

'This is an improvement!' said the Shirt to the little white Pants.

'Do you remember last week? What a ghastly circumstance!'

'Do I remember last week!' said the Pants, 'Indeed I do!

There was a time in the drier when I thought I'd never win through!

The Washing Machine was ghastly, but the Drier was even worse!

It hurled us round at breakneck speed and then went into reverse!

Said the Shirt 'At least when we're washing the water is nice and cool.

Except for that awful detergent it's like our own swimming pool!

But the drier is so metallic! I scrape myself on the sides!

I get entwined with who-knows-what when we have to share the rides!'

'Please don't remind me!' said the Pants! 'Some other pants are …. well..

So absolutely repulsive that the drier seems like Hell!'

'Like Hell you say! Of course it is! It's hot and it gets hotter!

The man who invented driers was a thorough low-down rotter!

But I knew it would be 'au naturel'  when suddenly this-morning

The Missus shouted out aloud 'It's gone! Without any warning!

Arthur! Arthur! Come at once! Disaster! What do you think!

What on earth am I going to do? The drier's on the blink!'

'And here we are flapping side by side on this great old-fashioned line!'

The Shirt seemed quite flirtatious. 'Your pegs are next to mine!

We've never really met, you know. Your'e always in a drawer

And I hang with all the other shirts and I find that a bore!'

'We're sort of multicultural now'  Pants said with a loving sigh.

'Wow! Here comes a puff of wind! See how high I fly!

I can smell perfume on the air! That always gets me going!

And you're such a lovely dancer when the summer wind is blowing!'

And so they danced entwined all day ecstatic with desire

Till Arthur called out in the house

'It's O.K.! I've fixed the drier!'