Rising up as steam,
Gliding over precious garments,
Leaving calm where e'er its been.
Savage creases, all are tamed.
Turning mountains of ironing,
Into soft, well folded plains.
Flat, featureless, but tidy.
Unyielding clothes, become subdued.
All colours coordinated,
From dark, to lightest hues.
Elbow grease makes such short work,
With your metal plate to hand.
Swiftly dispatching stubborn shirts,
You're a household masterplan.