How I came to write this:I was reading an article about how to dress better and saw this expression,sheer pantyhose which amused me so I began to write.

I saw my girl coming down the road,
In real high heels,but how she strode
She was wearing those sheer pantyhose
And the raindrops bounced right off her nose.
Her hair curled up and looked real neat
As did her unbare narrow feet.

She always likes to be covered up
Except in bed ,as tea she sups..
She never wears a dressing gown
Unless she’s going into town.
Those sheer, sheer pantyhose
Give me a tickle in my nose..

Her hair is long and golden brown,
And when she thinks she has no frown.
She’s so slim but has a bust
and has a bottom as one must.
Her hipbones stick up when she lies.
They’ve pricked me, more than  once or twice.

She hates to leave her legs quite bare
Even when the sun is there..
So she shopped for sheerer pantyhose
She shopped ,should she wear other clothes?
Shall we shout the old refrain:
Sheer pantyhose are such a pain.

For when I take her in a wood,
They’re torn by brambles,splashed by mud.
But as old Freudian research shows
What women want no man knows.
But if you like me are short of money
Leave those pantyhose off, honey.

All I need are long bare legs,
As from her lips she dangles fags.
She snorts with laughter like a horse
But now this verse is far too coarse.
Her strange blue eyes glance back at me,
As I chase her round the maple tree.

Oh,my girl,you baffle me
Reading Wittgentein , as he
Seems real tough to grasp…
Like trying to digest a wasp.
Come my dear to sing and play
because it’s now a summer’s day.
We’re only here for a  little blink!
Wow, she has  just sent me a wink!
I think and think and so I am
A really happy,lucky man.

Amen