Your Wife is Mending your little pants by hand
So that you will be able to come and go happily
The needle creeps its nose in and out of the thick cloth
Anchored by a simple knot, thick thread in pink or blue
Your tiny little waist somehow fits into these little knickers
there are coins in your cargo pockets and the color is fading
These pants have already been sewn here many times
In Jesus Name,
Amen