The Pajamagram
THE PAJAMAGRAM
When I showed up at my girlfreinds flat,
early on Valentines day
I was ready for her to welcome me
in her Valentine PJs.
But she was wearin PJs that
I never even bought
she looked pretty good in them
but they was mine NOT.
And she stayed on her tellyfone,
talkin to some guy
and left me standin there alone
kissin on her tellyfone.
I couldnt even find my Pajama gram
but there were twenty more
on her coffee table and
Layin there on her floor.
I dunno where I went wrong,
for the life of me
I ordered my her pajama-gram
and sent it C.O.D.
© Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet
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