The Lion Monkey Elephant Blanket.

My best to keep warm,
underneath a small blanket,
that I’m too tall for.
Cold shoulders sleeping,
or both feet dangling out,
for the boogyman.
Curled cozy perfect,
awoken after stretching,
with a morning wood.
Another nights rest,
hopefully a mailbox scene,
with my tulip love.
When the nights over,
crawling back to my dream cloud,
my best to keep warm.

5 haikus.

7/25/12
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