He was an iron,
She was a sheet.
On the ironing board
They loved to meet.
She loved to lie there,
He loved to perform,
She'd very soon be
Feeling warm.
She loved the way
He'd gladly glide,
Top to bottom,
Side to side.
All her wrinkles,
folds and creases
- Oh! the wonder
Never ceases! -
Smoothed and flattened,
All caressed.
He was happy,
She impressed.
She'd think about him,
Get all dreamy,
He'd think of her and
Get all steamy.
Just to hear
The tumble dryer
Used to kindle
His desire,
Knowing soon
He'd be plugged in,
Another rendezvous
begin.