Dryer’s Done

Ding! Dryer’s done

In goes damp, out comes dry

Glaring glow emanating

From unfolded garb

Imploring to be folded

Perceiving plenty of pants

Inside out, not outside in

Sensing invisible socks

Divorced from their mates

The warmth emerging

Is pleasant and congenial

‘Course, don’t leave them out too long

‘Else mother comes and finds you out

Oh, the warmth you feel when

Ding! Dryer’s done