I have lost my lingerie,oh dear
I dried it on a shrub, the sky was clear
The sun was very hot, my washing dried
I put in a bag which I can’t find
So now I wait for Amazon to bring
A parcel of white cotton underthings
I also have an ulcer on my toe
I thought it only fair to let you know
Where are all the clothes that I have lost
While in my poetry I am engrossed?
Once my home had order and restraint
If a man came near me, he would faint
Maybe all this loss is a defence
Keeps my mind from wondering where he went
How my heart sings 
Very nice poem with a friendly, pleasant tone. It tells us a little bit more about you and your appealing “oddness.” (Or are all women like you?}. Thank you.
I think women vary! Glad yo enjoyed reading this poem.I’ve not lost the bag I find.I had put the washing somewhere else!! Best wishes, hope you enjoy the day despite the troubles