Pajamas Poems - Poems about Pajamas

I do not own a pair of pajamas In winter, what do I do Do I pile on the covers or do I lie there and shiver ...

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You are still in your pajamas he arrogantly said You bet your cheeks I am I replied to Old Fred. This is day six for these bad boys, never say die. I love being retired and this is a big reason why....

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She put her cowboy boots on first and then her make up Sniffing her ample posterior was her wiener dog Mup. His brother Max looked interested from the cozy chair. But if he left his cushion, Mup would be there. She put lipstick and powder on her pretty face. She is one of their besties, corpulent woman, Grace. Her husband asked...

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When snows beset slippers upon the feet, and draw tears of pain upon reddened cheek. Thoughts of former boots instill chilled notions, that will call for future healing potions. Someone asks of you, "what were you thinking?" you answer with shivers between blinking. "I must track this wet to the farmers' fare, for my beloved a fine meal to share." "She is demanding...

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Wearing my p.j.’s again today. Third day? Fourth? Nineteenth? It is my painting outfit, so back off. I take a whiff. It’s not that bad yet. I might put it into the laundry. The laundry king knows it has to be washed by morning. Guess I will keep him another forty-nine years....

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When a ladder leaps like a lady bug and the patterns turn away Where the coffee needs an electric plug now on any given day Will the sun outlast it’s father as the field comes round the bend Till the winds forget to bother and the season calls an end Collected like a postage stamp that's far too sharp to lick Or a Sunday at...

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When I heard about Granny's pajamas Honest, I started to cry Yet when I saw her flaunt them I understood why ~ There's more to Granny than meets the eye -- An Admirer, April 16, 2021...

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Chubby little penguins, Some with hats, some with out, Sparkling, dainty snowflakes, Dancing all about. Welcomed winter charmers, Brought great delight. Added warmth and comfort, To long and chilly nights. But now that Spring is here, It's time for them to go, To hibernate until next year, With other winter clothes. 3/21/21 (I was wearing my penguin pajamas this morning and this silly poem popped into my head)...

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Kat’s Pajamas Make me smile Though I’ve been around them For awhile... for awhile... Kat’s Pajamas Stood the test of time Seven years And still I… and still I... I... I love Kat’s Pajamas I love The way they’re so unique When I see Kat’s Pajamas I find it hard… I find it very hard to speak. Kat’s Pajamas Make me smile Though I’ve been around them For awhile... for awhile... What...

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In fuzzy pajamas I drink my coffee Warm and toasty, cozy In an hour I will be getting dressed I cringe as cold street clothes hit me Settle at my computer To teach virtually All the children are wearing pajamas It is pajama day but no one told me? I am in my warm fuzzies before my next class Mrs K has on her...

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This 'Heroic' Crown of Sonnets, I am posting as seven separate Sonnets, for ease of reading. This is written with thanks to a fellow poet, who is most likely too modest to be mentioned, but whose great mastery is evident in everything he writes. ONE I come home, and she’s cooking in pajamas, She’s overjoyed, she’s out...

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I looked down on myself and felt irritated. I have looked better, less like a hag This past week I have been wild looking. My hair makes Einstein’s look tame. Am I really this hunched over? My great-grandmother had a humpback She looked at the floor wherever she went. I have always been sway-backed but this is worse. I am flat on my...

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I am the Emperor of my Zebra Pajamas. No one else tries to wear them. They would definitely rebuke newcomers. They are mine and mine alone. Waiting for me daily, doing my bidding Easing my body into "I am home" mode I do not often allow them to be washed, Taking great satisfaction in being the Emperor of my Zebra Pajamas Which means most...

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Amazon delivery man tiptoes up driveway Pretends to not notice my zebra pajamas When he stumbles over ordinary words I feel a bit of satisfaction that he cares more than I do. Finally I am entirely non-socialized. This was a long time coming. Trixie, my muse, and I high-five each other. Glad to finally be “us”....

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We are wearing pajamas today. We are super heroes, butterflies, unicorns, and mice. We have slippers with long rat tails. Mine are gorillas with red light-up eyes. One or two have tails. My zebra suit has lost his tail. Pulled off long ago, But do not worry. I am wearing matching underwear. It is pajama day! Pajama day! Pajama Day! I sing loudly...

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