Lets Wear Footie-Pajamas One Last Time.

Lets Wear Footie-Pajamas One Last Time.

A Poem by Marina
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=] <3 :D

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Lets fight monster balloons with lava shampoo and ride our bikes through the hall.
Let's get "friendly" in math class & eat our experiments and get kicked out of the mall.

Let's go dance on a table in dino-costumes and make-out with horses at stables.


And maybe after getting married to chicken, we could spray-paint our parents room.

Lets go sit at the jock's table and talk to them about things they don't want to hear.
Lets eat away our dinner with pop-rocks and chocolate, and sing loudly in people's ears,

 

Lets be the kids we weren't last week,
and do what we want to do.

 

Sure, we still have 6o years or so,

 

but, lets promise to live, before we die.

Let's promise to love and not let life slip by.

© 2009 Marina


Author's Note

Marina
What do ya' think. I wrote this while i was taking a shower.
;D

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a very fun poem. i liked it! i thought this line was really good..."let's be the kids we weren't last week". nice write.

Posted 16 Years Ago


I think you should shower more often..lol it's a great read, whimsical and fun and oh so true... we're only as old as we feel. thanks for sharing :)

Posted 16 Years Ago


Oh.My. Your quite poetic. Why didn't you tell me? I like it

Posted 16 Years Ago


thats so cute...
make me wanna get in my toe socks and cuddle with someone..
and to be written in your shower... i just have to wonder what you do in there lol.


Posted 16 Years Ago


This sounds like all my friends xD

Posted 16 Years Ago


I love this poem! That's like my life righ there :P
Good write :D

Posted 16 Years Ago


lolz..!! this is great! made me laugh...
There are actually very rare pieces like this on writerscafe..
Great work!

Posted 16 Years Ago


Haha! This reminds me of my friends and I..we do stuff like this all the time.
Awesome job, keep up the good work.
Lauren

Posted 16 Years Ago


I liked this alot. It's youth realizing that, hey, we aren't going to be able to do this much longer! I hear a wistfulness, at the things that will be missed! Great write! I'll tell you a secret, as I am getting older, I am shocked when I look in the mirror! That's not me! What I expect to see, is me, what I looked at at say, 30-35 years old. WHO IS this woman looking back at me? Her hair is gray, she has wrinkles!! Barbara

Posted 16 Years Ago


I think this is great. I love being a big kid with my daughter, so this was perfect for us.

Posted 16 Years Ago


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