Pyjamas Poems - Poems about Pyjamas

In his dressing-gown pyjamas underneath slippers gently slapping he traverses his bedroom floor covering the space between his bed and the closet the closet and his bed in measured, purposeful strides up and down up and down each decisive journey taking the same amount of steps his hands comfortably curled rest gently in the spacious pockets of his dressing-gown a man on a mission thoughts to be thought decisions to be...

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In spite of a warning voice that comes in the night Our pyjamas get twisted, strangle us in spite But as hard as we try Punching people nearby We wake up in the morning, say sorry for the smite...

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In spite of a warning voice that comes in the night Your pyjamas get twisted and strangle you in spite But as hard as you try Punching people nearby You wake up in the morning, apologize for the smite...

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> have just been sorting out some old papers and guess what I found some old poems. There talking on the radio There talking on the radio today. BBC radio Suffolk, I must say. About wearing pyjamas when outside. Not in bed, where you can hide. I’ll tell you now one week I did. Wear my pyjamas all day,...

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I clapped eyes on some jimjams at me local Marks and Sparks, but strapped for readies, I couldn't buy them and had to treat it as a lark. It was a shame, for they were prezzies. (I do like Marks and Sparks...) I looked around at bits and bobs, then toddled to the park. ------------------------------------- U.K. Slang, including "me" 7/2/2015 Contest - Colloquialisms Sponsor - Laura Leiser 4th place win...

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The Pyjamas And you have your pyjamas on and think is this the way they are going to find me tomorrow so you get up change into a clean one The green one that looks lively like someone about to join a party that was delayed by a sudden death. “Doesn’t he look lovely? Did you know...

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Pink, satin pants, worn, pulled, torn - glowing with a personality all of their own, through thick and thin, through nights lost and found, of loves past and present - a kaleidoscope of emotion with no mechanics to speak, just threads and seams - and tangled dreams....

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