I was [working] in the night
And I saw nothing scary.
For I have never been afraid
Of anything. Not very.
Then I was deep within [a seam]
When, suddenly, I spied them
I saw a pair of [quilted] pants
With nobody inside them!
I wasn't scared. But, yet, I stopped.
What could those pants be there for?
What could a pair of pants at night
Be standing in the air for?
But it turns out, they weren't that scary at all.
Nothing like a pair of pink pocketed parading pachyderm pants.
Just enough room for little treasures.
Still playing along with kcwc...
Just can't help myself.