Best Get Into Bed Poems

GODS WAITING ROOM

Mr Black, please get down from that chair,
You’ll break your legs,
Mr Black replied, it would be worthwhile love
Just to see your sexy pegs,
As you pass by my room and go up
The stairs,
We all gather to peep at your wares!
Matron Bee walked down the
Hall,...

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It's three in the morning
And I was awakened by 
An extreme thirst. In the night
It's hard to tell just how thirsty
You really are. It's not so easy
To sneak downstairs to get a drink.
Tiptoeing past my parents bedroom I think
About how angry he'll be when he...

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Sleep, those putrid portions of decay,
wither away at my conscience,
and nudge my crusted eyes open,
to the pain of daylight usurping the drape.

Legs slump, feet thud the carpet,
to another unwelcome day,
how many times will I have to hide today?
How long until I can return?

Heart permanently broken,
spirit...

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Sitting in the rocking chair,
Watching the children grow,
Waiting for the day to come,
For my final rest.

I watch the world with ancient eyes,
A smile upon my face,
As it passes me by.
Sitting in the rocking chair,
My mind all aglow,
Melancholy mood,
As my children grow old.

Waiting here upon the...

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She lays sprawled out on my bed, scantly clothed
What she does wear is very revealing
There’s not a part of her that can be loathed
I loved looking at her, surely seeing

What she does wear is very revealing
She lays in a provocative manner
I loved looking at her,...

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I look in the mirror...the wrinkles I see,
I look really close...Is that really me?
My eyesight is fading...and so are my thoughts,
I once had clear vision...and now I see dots.
My grey hair I noticed...use to be red...
It even takes longer to get into bed.
I climb into...

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Interesting how were told that whatever we spend the most time on is what we worship yet you never hear someone being accused of worshing charity?

Interesting how were constantly being told that black is beautiful and given beautiful peoms about being a black child yet...

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since the vacations have begun
having breakfast at home they shun

pick their individual bikes
the ones we chose before the price hikes

accompany them to a nearby park
where a dog always greets with a bark

they open their tiffin's
packed with assorted foods and muffins

they perch themselves on a log
eat...

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Sunset – 
I pray for my friend, and get into bed
To dream for the night
Sunrise – 
I pray for my foe, and get out of bed
To dream for the day
My foe turned friend, and friend turned foe
I need a prayer, to reverse my prayer
Before and...

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Ismael ask his mother, as he climbed upon her knee
Please tell the story one more time, the one that’s about me
His mother smiled kindly, said let’s get into bed
and once he was all tucked in this is what she said..

You didn’t come from mommy’s tummy
But...

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If you get into bed with a pig,
Don't be surprised if your fingers end up smelling of bacon....

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SOMEHOW, ONE SUMMER, SOMEONE SOMEWHERE IN SOME WAY SUMMED IT UP

Somehow they work it out and get into bed
Somehow they’d both rather make love instead
Instead of fussing about things that matter not in the long run
Somehow they work it out and the fighting is done

No...

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We were teenagers when we moved in together
My boyfriend now my spouse
Young ,in love ,full of future 
Excited about playing house

We would go to my mums for dinner
She lived quite a distance away
So I would always take my comfy flannelette nightie
So when home I could...

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the fantastic night is such a rush
cars moving along the highway
with their lights streaming forwards
I go to dinner and have Chinese food
I get into bed early and play solitaire
the weekend is finally here
and no work tomorrow
I can sleep in late
maybe do my laundry
think of the...

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Loveable clowns. Doing tricks. Exciting grownups.
I am four. They terrify me. Their faces looks weird.
I hate their red lips.
Reminds me of blood.
More afraid of them than of any Dracula.

Look at them! They are funny! My aunt says.
She takes my hands away from my eyes.
You are...

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