How I wish that I could buy
A pair of pants online
Such work it would save me
And think of all the time

Why I could write a novel
Plant flowers till I drop
Write letters to my friends
Then go and kitchen mop

But I can’t order pants online
They don’t ever fit
The waistlines made for Barbie
And the zipper never zips

The legs would fit an elephant
With an extra one to spare
So, I’ll put off buying pants
And ‘just won’t go no where’