his underwear goes on his head.

    His mother laughs， "Don't put it there，

    a head's no place for underwear！"

    But near his ears， above his brains，

    is where Fred's underwear remains¹.

    At night when Fred goes back to bed，

    he deftly² plucks it off his head.

    His mother switches off the light

    and softly croons， "Good night！ Good night！"

    And then， for reasons no one knows，

    Fred's underwear goes on his toes.