I'm having a romance with my pants.
I wear them, and I always get a second glance!
No not jeans from the South of France.
Just a pair of denim pants.
When I wear them, I feel just right.
Putting them on is never a fight!
My mood is always so very bright.
I feel like I'm as high as a kite!
Take care when they go in the machine.
Gentle cycle to get them so clean.
Pay close attention and really think,
The tumble dry's not to hot to shrink.
Keep them forever, won't be dissuaded,
Even if they are a little faded.
One thing I will surely admit:
Too many sweets, and they just won't fit!
- Author: PoetVids (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: October 21st, 2022 09:21
- Comment from author about the poem: I love my jeans!
- Category: Love
- Views: 9
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