As soon as Fred gets out of bed,
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 remains.
At night when Fred goes back to bed,
he deftly 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.
A poem by Jack Prelutsky
Poets Block is situated in the heart of Trentham and is a well established suburb in Upper Hutt with easy access to State Highway 2. Street names are poet inspired and include Burns Grove, Byron Street, Keats Street, Longfellow Street, Milton Street, Shakespeare Avenue, Sheridan Crescent, Tennyson Street and Thackeray Street.
The Cache Is a small camoed paint testpot