What evil creature
Made me to hurt,
By inventing a process
To iron a shirt?
So there I will be
At half past ten,
Ironing clothes
Once again.
Could we not
Just change the fashion,
And give flat clothes
A good ol' bashing?
It's time the boss
Just said to you
"An ironed shirt,
You should eschew".
Then I could
Put down that tool,
And no longer be
The ironing fool.