My pants legged it and turned up at a place called The Pant in Welshpool.
My shirt shirked and became shirty. My shoes were a heal and with out soul they gave me the boot. My socks became odd and socked it to me. My jumper became jumped up and pulled the wool over my eyes. My briefs fell out with me and fell down. My pyjamas left for a party. My friend's skirt shirked and skirted off. Her sweater sweated profusely. My thermals caught fire and singed my....................... eye lashers of course. When i eventually found some of my clothes i put them on a clothes horse but it ran away to Ascot!!!