There I was at home,
My son was visiting.
We were chatting amiably
When suddenly a look came over his face,
He said in a worried voice,
“Ooh! Ironing!”
I said “What?”
He said “I must do some ironing!”
So out comes the ironing board
The iron and the clothes.
He starts to iron his trousers.
Then he made the big mistake,
“Dad, do you have any ironing
That needs doing,
I enjoy Ironing?”
I just laughed!
Gave him the basket
Full of clothes,
He was not amused.
But to give him his due
He did dispel the myth,
There is a bottom
To the ironing basket.