Capris Poems - Poems about Capris

...It took a week for me to pack, For, wracked with indecision, I wanted to be sure each day I’d have the right provision. The pants, the skirts, Capris and tops, The sandals, dresses, make-up, ......

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...we got new red shirts from the PTA on Monday It was comfy, so I wore it to school on Tuesday. Then I texted McBride, my bestie. Wear your new red shirt, I said, we can be twins. She texted back......

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...Leggings, short shorts and capris, Longer shorts that graze the knees, Drawstrings, even dungarees Are all out on display. T-shirts, tank tops, jackets, sweats, Midriff barers, sans regrets, ......

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...My aunt complained, “It’s cold down here!” (In Florida, she meant.) The shorts she wears against the chill Would not have made a dent. “Put on some pants,” I told her But she found what’s in-b......

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...Today I had a Covid test, But first, to leave the house, I had to sort through clothes to find A normal shirt or blouse. I ironed one and then I found A pair of jean Capris, For what I wear r......

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...For the young, getting dressed is a breeze. They don’t mind showing midriff or knees. Skirts cut up to the thighs That might lure strangers’ eyes Are no bother; they wear what they please. As ......

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...The big city at night is a scary place to be Full of characters who are totally out of their tree They come out at night The riff raff take flight Like men with long hair wearing polka do......

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...We’re now in between time; The closet’s in flux. Dressing’s a problem And clothing’s the crux. Turtleneck? T-shirt? Long pants or Capris? Boots worn with tights Or just socks to the knees? Temp’s o......

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...Summer, to me, is an overripe peach: It’s messy and drips on your face. At this time, it’s usually quite out of reach, Impatiently eying spring’s space. Yet once in a while, it plans an attack, So s......

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...Once I wore shorts that Did not reach my knees; Now in hot weather, I stick to Capris. Skin that was supple And tight as a drum, Now seems to sag At the age I've become. Wrinkles crop up where Ther......

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...So you wanna know my secret of my wardrobe success It is all in my shopping habits I must confess Why spend a fortune to look like a million bucks I catch the bargains, I guess it's all in the ......

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