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Somewhere in My Closet, I put them

On, they feel warm. I’m ready to go out into the

Cold and when I’m There They

Keep My Feet Warm, And when I’m done I

Slide them off and put them away

The very coolest clothing,

Essential for the weather, and

Easy to wear.

Soft to touch,

Heavy it’s not,

In every country,

Rain or shine

The favourite of all.

Comfortable and mysterious

And fashionable, enviable and visible

Preppy, that’s all me 

Just the right fit

Enough room to be comfy

Acid wash color for style

Never loses color or comfort

Simple and sheek, every girls needs

So comfortably enticing and makes me warm…

Want to wear you all day long

Every time I decide to put you on

A merry little song comes along

Today I decided that you’ll be my friend

Each time, this bitter winter creeps in

Red sweater,oh how I love you

You help me fight sickness every single day

Give me tomorrows to google a bay

i love you so much

cause you give me a rush

no one in my life can get me to hush

about you my silly little crush

Youre all bought from different parts of a mall

when i bought you i felt like i would fall

form the sky cause im down from cloud 9.

oh my god.. you make me look mighty damn fine!

Hoodie are like individualist,

Odd colors and patterns.

One of a kind

Different to the world who may never understand.

I love my hoodies they are

Easy to wear, comfy to put one.

Sunny or cold,I wear them everywhere !!

Shorter on the leg,

Taken in from the heat so dry.

A push and a pull at the thread,

I finally pulled it up my thigh.

Never have they fit so well,

Even in my prime.

Dark washed, oh what the hell,

Please let’s go out to dine.

After all theres nothing wrong with spaghetti and fudge,

No food to hold me back.

Till I forget to put my bib back on,

Saucy mixture’s like blood on the tracks. 

Being here is everything

Living for this moments irrational

At last I’ve come to see that a

Crestfallen life no answer, for even stars fall like

Kamikaze

Viable

East

Sense

Teeth

Names and faces flashing in a haze

Of noise, of sound–

There’s no sense here, no order.

Metal, pavement, flashes of

Yellow light–

Something, someone, screaming

What happened?

Everything is so dark, so loud

All this noise.

These long white halls.

Each day like the next; white and long.

Remember…

Sand between by toes

Hours away from home

One short weekend away

Rest and time to play

Time will surely fly by

So I’d better enjoy it now

Sweet new pair of shoes,

Perfect size for my feet.

Exciting to own such a lovely pair,

Respectable to say the least.

Restless to show them off,

Yen is not enough to buy them.

Length and fit of this shirt makes me feel like a superhero

On top of my undershirt with the weather and all

Not my favorite but it keeps me warm

Guess that’s what counts

Sweaterless today, this was all I needed

Late for class today, ironed this shirt

Either way I wasn’t making it for 10am

Entered the class a little lost

‘Ventually caught up to the rest of the class though

Eavesdropping on other was how I caught up

Super excited for my next class!

such a hassle to put pants on,

when did it become lazy to wear these?

especially during foggy days,

always being watched,

this is the only clean thing i have!

pants?! jeans!? you’re crazy!

already missing the loose comfort of them,

no! i must slip back into the grey cotton,

this should be illegal,

seems as if you’re torturing me. 

Ugh, I don’t wanna go to class

Guess I’ll put on clothes

Guess I’ll wash my face

Shoot, I’m late!

Take time to wake up and smell the roses

Rouse out of bed, and smell the morning dew

Out of the bedroom grab a cup of Joe

Under the snow your car waits

Settle on an outfit to keep you warm

Extra coffee for a sleepy head

Rest assured you are not alone

Snooze, well maybe i’ll get up in 15 minutes ZzzZZzzZ

Cold weather means you have to dress warmer

Leave out the shorts and slippers for Summer

Often outside can feel very chilly

Take time to layer up don’t be silly

Have a coffee don’t spill on that shirt

In getting stains out of pants will also be work

No need to whine about cold in your Burberry

Go on out winter shoes will soon be a memory.

Store brought

Warm and nicely fit

Everyday wear

Anything goes with it

T o knit it

Exciting and fun

Red dress

Mom gave me a ring

Years old, one she bought when she was ten 
Old is gold they say

Loose it not

Damn its precious my mom said 
Red ruby and a leaf of gold

I love this gift that i forever hold

Never will i let it out of sight

Glorious and lovely it shares a light 

How warm you keep me during the winter
Or even in the middle of summer
Over my head, I bring you down
Done feeling the chill 
In your arms I feel most comfortable
Every time I wear you, my dear hoodie. 

How warm it is to wear these

Interesting, thick, and colorful socks.

Growing up, I use to

Hate socks like these
Sure enough,

Over the years, I grew to think that they were

Cool! It completes its purpose of warmth, and gives my style an extra

Kick! I can wear high boots with them, wear them as leg warmers under my jeans, and

Sit around, comfortably, as I type up an acrostic poem about them!

So cold outside

Only have one of these

Can’t find the other one

Know where it is now

So warm

Sometimes I run around at night

Looking for my favorite spot

Inside my vast, expanded room.

Perhaps I find something new there,

Perhaps my wit will make novel

End; smooth death from a charging goat,

Rabid tigers, leaping badgers–

Sweet dreams for the daft padded room.

Soft and cuddly

Over my toes

Cable knit or crocheted

Keeps me warm

Silently, at night.

P en & paper

U can write

L ess or more

L ess or more

O ver & Over again …

V iew your poem finally!

E nd your words showing your

R are fantasy …

H owever cold the winds blow

O ver my head and through my teeth

O ur love will grow stronger

D epending on you for warmth

I  n all kinds of weather

E nvelope me, my dear hoodie.

Because we are

Required to be so far

Apart, I

Collect these as

Emblems of

Love for

Every time we have

To part again

I wear my hoodie to keep me warm

but its just not a hoodie

its a hoodie with words

 numbers 11

its keeps me warm

With my last name cross  my back

my hoodie is my hoodie 

Classy

Ripped

Open

Pullover
Tank top

Overt

Polo

The air is icy, icy

Others hunched, clenching fists

Days that stretch

And Stretch

Your breath is visible

It is caught beneath a

Scarf, two eyes peering from above

Condensation

On your chin

Laughing, reaching for the

Door

Circled around my finger a

Large band of white gold.

Adorned with a large

Stone. White in color

Sparkling in the light.
Relic of an era gone by

I wear my ring with pride.

Now that I am about to

Graduate, it means even more to me.

Can be warm

Honestly

Easily feel comfortable

Reduce from the coldness

Obviously

Kindly to wear it at

Each

Ease

Brought out in weather

Often wild.

Orphan children

Trudging the road,

Sleeping beneath the stairs.

With you no longer

Around

To laugh and

Cry with I am left to

Having you with me in time. 

Before going

Out in the cold

Or the storm,

Toes are protected to

Stay dry and warm.

Sliding my feet into soft wool

On a

Cold morning

Keeps my tootsies

So warm

Bored of simply bringing bakery crumbs and mud home to my carpet, they

open at the heel and toes, stretching into wider holes so they can shout

offerings at rain puddles: “Hey come meet these socks!”

They have grown old and mischievous —

shoe-repair guy said they were hopeless. 

Swollen wrist that could have been avoided,

Pains me to move or keep still.

Leaves no flexibilty,

Immobilizes my right hand,

Never seems to help

To heal anything anyway.

Snuggly

Winter

Elastic

Angora

Toasty

Ewe

Red

Binding it back.

Often missing one, a

Bizarre hair or two escapes.

Buns with wispy bits like

Yarn in the grasp of a lobster.
Pronged and at the ready.

Inter-weaved in my hair,

Notice the hold.

Tastefully covered in jewels

I rule the kingdom of Mathlandia

Algebra and Calculus are my favorite

Regally, I am coming soon to

A theater near you.

Cold Winter weather is here today,

Other than work, inside is where I will stay.

Running, drinking hot cocoa, or shaking,

Doesn’t help me from cold aching.

Unless I wear my warmest clothes,

Rather than something that shows my toes.

Oh, Winter, I love you so,

You caught that sarcasm, no?

Sounds like Corduroys is the way to go!

Very Dressed Up

Even extra today

Supposedly

To make an impression.

Cold weather means you have to dress warmer

Leave out the shorts and slippers for Summer

Often outside can feel chilly

Take time to be layered up don’t be silly

Have a coffee don’t spill on that shirt

In getting stains out of that pants will also be work

No need to whine about cold in your Burberry

Go on out winter shoes will soon be a memory.

s-shine bright like a diamond

w- while keeping me warm

e-exactly where i need the warmth

a- and always underneath my coat

t-thick and short teh way i lie it

e-exactly the way i lie it and just

r-right for me

I just want to be warm

Colors be damned,

I dress for a purpose

Not for style, I just want to be warm

Perfectly comfortable

Always clashing

Just wearing sports clothes

All I need are shoes

Maybe I’ll workout today

Alright I lied, back to bed.

Shhhh I’m sleeping!

Effing unsubscribe from that crap

Murderous sons a bitches keep

After you like click unsubscribe a frickin 100 times

I’ll try again, cuz I’m persistent

Lame Lame Lame

Slinky, poofy, tight, fun to spin around in – they vary quite a bit

Kids (mostly girls) go through phases of loving the symbol of their gender

I was a determined tomboy so I refused to wear them

Right up until I was twenty-four I was a pants-wearing girl

Then I joined a business casual workplace

Bothersome really, is how I would describe it.

On any other day I wouldn’t mind bundling myself up to brave the elements,

Only today is different; darker, drearier, more melancholy;

Tomorrow would be fine, yesterday even better, but there’s something about Monday.

Something that doesn’t encourage me to shovel cheerfully.

Something is under my bed.

Hiding away, waiting patiently.

It can’t give itself away…

Rather, it waits for me to run out of other options.

Tonight, I do the laundry.