Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Fleece Snuggie

(note, this poem is super cheesey, but that's just the way I am. And it involves a snuggie, I had to write it. Because let's face it, who doesn't want a snuggie?)

Well you and me,
could cuddle inside my fleece snuggie

watching over the city lights,
On those beautiful moon-lit nights,

It'd be just you and me,
and my fleece snuggie.

One sleeve is for you,
the other for me,
And our hands would
fit eachother's perfectly

it'd be just you and me,
together in my fleece snuggie.

1 comment:

Lady Carolyn said...

LOL That's fantastic. :) I needed this today.