who wants some ham pudding?

This afternoon I was walking up to my house when I heard some children singing this little poem, ditto, rhyme, whatever you want to call it. And I thought it was a foolish foolish poem, and its no way to give advise to children, it goes a little something like this; Whats the time, 10 to 9, hang your knickers on the line, when there dry bring them in, put them in the biscuit tin, eat a biscuit, eat a cake, eat your knickers my mistake.
That's not how to do laundry.
Okay yeah, 10 to 9, is a perfectly acceptable time to hang your knickers on the line, its the perfect time if anything, not to early, not to late, a little specific, but your knickers will be dry by lunchtime, that's fine.
But then, it descends into mayhem, when there dry, bring them in, obviously, your not going to leave them out there, are you.
As soon as their dry bring them in. Put them in the biscuit tin, Okay, now but sorry, I might be old fashioned, but knickers don't belong in the biscuit tin, that's the worst place you could place your knickers. Firstly because they would smell like crusted creams, secondly its unhygienic. And its embarrassing, what if Matthew from next door, unexpectedly drops by wanting some biscuits? And finds your knickers in the biscuit tin.
Ohh why did you put your knickers in the biscuit tin, well, because the poem told me to. don't listen to the stupid poem, put them in your draw, oh god, that's the last place you'd put them, I don't want to eat biscuits that have had your dirty knickers next to them, ohh but there clean, they've been on the washing line. Don't care, worst place to put your knickers in the biscuit tin, put them in a draw.
Eat a biscuit, eat a cake, eat your knickers by mistake. I have no sympathy for you in that situation, cause if your going to be careless enough to store you knickers in the biscuit tin, its your own fault for eating them, you should double check. You just wasted a pair of knickers, and I guess that's the moral of the story. Don't keep your knickers in the biscuit tin. Unless you want to eat them, which you don't probably.
**michelle, it is so on. if it were any on-er it would be off, wait no. never mind.