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David Threadgold www.davidthreadgold.com


.5. Itchy Pants


I remember my grey flannel shorts
What an itchy woollen hell
I remember they went past my knees
And didn’t fit too well

I remember being the only one
To have this unique fashion
I remember how they chafed my legs
I hated them with passion

I remember always scratching
Teachers told me stop that please
I remember how my pals all moved
They all thought I’d got fleas

I remember trying to lose them
When I changed for sport at school
I remember things went missing
But not these things you fool

I remember sliding down a hill
Till I wore the backside through
I remember feeling so relieved
For the long ones lined brand new


© 2008 David Threadgold
Rambling Riddles & Rhymes

Submitted: Saturday, August 30, 2008
Edited: Wednesday, October 15, 2008
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  • Fay Slimm (9/16/2008 7:48:00 AM)

    Another gem - I could read these with relish all day. Another ten for the pleasure I've had besides your great way with words. (Report) Reply

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