Bed Sheet Poems - Poems about Bed Sheet

...tuckered and tucked in with him ebb and flow of pillow head personalities have dreams we walk on the sea we see no sun, with eyes shut lily pads and no frog legs and the sky’s a blinding blue......

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...I dreamed I was in Café Terrace with Toulouse-Lautrec. We were downing glass after glass of orange triple sec. And quite drunk, he muttered something that shocked me so ~ he intimated he'd eaten t......

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...______________ The heroine dresses herself with pleasure, makes bed, and awaits her beloved _________________ Wearing bashfulness, concealed joy, Nigh impatient, blushing, no less coy, Lip......

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...Cold walls line the filthy, darkened highway underground, A breathless void, where daylight never makes a sound. No leafy shroud to cloak my weary, rugged frame, Dilated eyes, weak, trembl......

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...I have to become something It will iron out my faults Like a shirt with too many creases that still needs to be worn I’m a bed sheet with too many stains and too many folds from restless nights ......

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... I planned a trip to tropical island accompanied by a group of close friends. On way, one night we were compelled to spend at rest house for a party that ran grand. Sump......

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... After the party, I found in a stupor, my old bed getting tired of lasting confinement, decided to fly out. On wings of the bed-sheet turning into a soaring swan it started to flutter away bef......

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... One night in sleep I found my antiquated bed, tired of lasting confinement, decided to fly out. On wings of bed-sheet turning to a soaring swan, it started to flutter away before I could thwa......

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...Mr Spud Head is wearing a frown Some eejit stole his wife’s best gown His wife who’s called Myrtle Looks like a gross turtle Spud’s concerned that the chips are down They’re going ......

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...These Scars, they tell a story. A story that doesn’t end. End, the pain that has been behind me, following. Follow? Followed like a social media story. Story, is what i wish to tell but I c......

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...Through my unending vision, I look in her eyes to find pinks and reds blossom to life on the bed-sheet of roses that she, herself had woven by tiny threads of the vivid art her soul couldn’t......

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...Someone hurt monster's feelings, so he decided to eat. He ate a toaster, cord and all, quite a great treat. Devoured a couple of chickens, one with two crooked feet. Slathered up a bowl of gravy w......

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...One night you dream the bed you’re sleeping on, gets tired stuck in room, decides to fly out. On wings of bed-sheet turning soaring swan, it flutters away before you can shout. You’re stunne......

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...TRIPLET Which I wish to TELL is fact not at all TALE. ‘Comet grows a TAIL’. ‘Ship or boat to SAIL.’ ......

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...Haydn Aidan and Monica Reith Made a pact to share false teeth They did the same with pants and shoes It saved the bother of having to choose One worked by night and one by day They shared a bed......

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