Fred Poem by David Good

As soon as Fred gets out of bed,
His underwear goes on his head,
His mother laughs 'Dont put it there,
A head is no place for underwear',
But near his ears, above his brains,
Is where Freds underwear remains,
At night when fred goes back to bed,
He plucks it off his big head,
His mother switches off the light,
And softly croons, 'Good night,
Good night! '
And then for no reason no one knows,
Freds underwear goes on his toes! !