Cry Out
Play boy
Play
Boxing
At smooth
Pillow...
Very pain
For pillow...
But...
Cry with out...
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Send Me The Pillow That You Dream On
Send me the pillow that you dream on
Dont you know that I still care for you
Send me the pillow that you dream on
So darling I can dream on it too
Each night while Im sleeping oh so lonely
I pray that time will let our dreams come true
Send me the pillow that you dream on
So darling I can dream on it too
Send me the pillow, send me the pillow
Each night when I sleep I dream about you
And wish that I was dreamin next to you
Send me the pillow that you dream on
So darling I can dream on it too
Send me the pillow that you dream on
So darling I can dream on it too
Send me the pillow you dream on
Send me the pillow, send me the pillow
Send me, send me, send me the pillow that you dream on
Send me the pillow, send me the pillow
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Pillow Monster Magically Transforms
Pillow Monster magically gets so big
he has magical powers, he never worked out in the gym.
Pillow Monster now has sweet memories,
memories of the Krendoll characters so sweet.
Pillow Monster can't figure out why he feels so happy inside,
he now has a colorful outfit with a bigger tie,
Pillow Monster is so happy he has a new magical life.
Transformed Pillow Monster is what the neighbors think,
they see Pillow Monster so happy to be alive,
Pillow Monster is so happy for he can't deny,
Pillow Monster gets so big, tears came to his eyes.
Pillow Monster gets bigger and bigger; but he makes it outside
Outside to see the sunshine, he is no longer inside.
Then it rains and makes a lot of mud,
Pillow Monster doesn't mind if he gets stuck.
Stuck in the mud goes Pillow Monster Toe,
then his friend Hamburger Helper Hand—
helps him because he understands
how excited Pillow Monster is to get so Big…
big like the biggest Pillow Monster that had magically grown,
Magical like Pinocchio's very Long nose.
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Pillow Monster Magically Transforms
Pillow Monster magically gets so big
he has magical powers, he never worked out in the gym.
Pillow Monster now has sweet memories,
memories of the Krendoll characters so sweet.
Pillow Monster can't figure out why he feels so happy inside,
he now has a colorful outfit with a bigger tie,
Pillow Monster is so happy he has a new magical life.
Transformed Pillow Monster is what the neighbors think,
they see Pillow Monster so happy to be alive,
Pillow Monster is so happy for he can't deny,
Pillow Monster gets so big, tears came to his eyes.
Pillow Monster gets bigger and bigger; but he makes it outside
Outside to see the sunshine, he is no longer inside.
Then it rains and makes a lot of mud,
Pillow Monster doesn't mind if he gets stuck.
Stuck in the mud goes Pillow Monster Toe,
then his friend Hamburger Helper Hand—
helps him because he understands…
how excited Pillow Monster is to get so Big…
big like the biggest Pillow Monster that had magically grown,
Magical like Pinocchio's very Long nose.
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Pillow
I try to get comfortable in my bed
But there's always something wrong
with the pillow ‘neath my head.
It's either too warm or sometimes too cold.
I turn it, pummel it
Then toss it aside instead.
But then I miss it and can't decide
Shall I grab it again
Or count to ten?
How can I sleep with no support?
My neck gets stiff. My eyes won't close
And all because of the pillow I chose.
Maybe I need a silk pillowcase,
one that's fringed with fancy lace.
Or maybe it's not the pillow to blame.
Maybe it's my head that's not the same.
It's filled with words and melodies
That makes my pillow hard to please.
I'll try to get comfortable again tonight.
It's my head on that pillow
or a pillow fight.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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The Other Side Of The Pillow
Cool as the other side of the pillow
Smooth as another glass of wine, oh yes sir
Im so glad ure my baby, oh yeah
Im so glad that ure mine
Bad as bonny when she ran with barrow {clyde}, yeah
When u kiss me, feels like Im committing a crime, oh yeah
U use furniture in new ways, yes you do
I cant find the adjectives enough to say
Im so glad ure my baby...okay (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Cool as the other side of the pillow (oh baby)
So smooth theres another glass of wine (bubbly, bubbly)
Im so glad ure mine, ure my baby (oh yes I am), oh yes I am (oh yes I am)
Im so glad ure mine
Cool as the other side (ure my baby) of the pillow
Smooth, I wanna drink u all out
How did u learn that trick with the ... chair?
I dont care
Just as long as u do it again
Cool as the other side, cool as the other side, cool as the other..
Cool as the other, cools as the other side...
As the other side of the pillow, baby
Cool (cool),
Glas of wine
Ill get tipsy and I ... {whistling}
Cool as the other side of the pillow
Cool
song performed by by Prince
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The Pain
She and he
Play the game
For bed...
With love...!
Booth are body's
Are very very
Happy...!
Pillow and bed
Will be very very
Woory for pain...
Pain....so cry...
The pain...? !
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Joki 10
play boy
take to bat
play cricket
a med night
on bed
with out ball
o...wear is girl?
cry pillow...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Play Paly
play boy
play cricket
on the bed...
with pillow bat...
bed ball...?
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Nice Sleep
At your
Sleeping time...
Don't use...
Very high pillow...
Use very low
And soft pillow...
It is comfort for...
Nice sleep...
With out nick ache...
And good blood cerculatin
For your brain...
Sumall pillow help...!
Giddness
And B.P.
For your self
Without use pillow...s
Is good...
For not only your sleep
At your's help health also....
Ok...
Take nice sleep...
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Pillow Monster Meets Razel's One Thumb
Pillow Monster one day was at lunch
when he noticed Razel's one thumb.
Yes, Razel only eats with thumb and pinky,
she tries not to make food look stinky.
Pillow Monster bumps into her chair,
Razel says, 'Hey, you messed up my hair! '
Pillow Monster offers her a ice blue comb,
he says 'Sorry Razel, here's one comb to take home.'
Razel replies with a gleam in her eye,
'I here you will dress as a clown in disguise'
Pillow Monster then looks dazed and confused,
He knows Razel does spells to be amused.
Pillow Monster thought and then cried,
'I don't dress up as a clown because
I would be hit with a pie! '
Razel then felt dumb founded
and then she rebounded.
'Don't worry my precious Pillow Monster's toe,
I would never give a pie a throw! '
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Mr. Big Toe Interviews Pillow Monster
Pillow Monster walks through the door,
he know what his interview is for.
Pillow Monster has to talk about what he just ate,
he loves healthy foods that make him feel great!
Mr. Big Toe walks in the lobby right then,
shake hands with Pillow Monster and they become best friends.
Mr. Big Toe takes Pillow Monster into the studio,
“Says, Welcome To Big Toe Wants To Know”
this is one of the funniest radio shows.”
Pillow Monster’s tells the children how he saves the day,
saves the day on Melodie Mezoree’s birthday.
He tells them he is a character in 4 books,
more will be out soon on the Nook.
Till then he does one last rhyme,
and sings to audience and Mr. Big Toe one last time.
Written By Suzae Chevalier
www.suechevalier.com www.krendoll.com
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Big Toe Interviews Pillow Monster
Pillow Monster walks through the door,
he know what his interview is for.
Pillow Monster has to talk about what he just ate,
he loves healthy foods that make him feel great!
Big Toe walks in the lobby right then,
shake hands with Pillow Monster and they become best friends.
Big Toe takes Pillow Monster into the studio,
“Says, Welcome To Big Toe Wants To Know”
this is one of the funniest radio shows.”
Pillow Monster’s tells the children how he saves the day,
saves the day on Melodie Mezoree’s birthday.
He tells them he is a character in 4 books,
more will be out soon on the Nook.
Till then he does one last rhyme,
and sings to audience and Big Toe one last time.
Written By Suzae Chevalier on January 26,2012
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Joki 6
play boy sleep
not nice
pillow was cry
why?
play boy kiss
not very nice...?
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Plays & Scenes
You are an actor
Your work is beautiful
With your plays & scenes
You always know what to do
You play many characters
You play happy
You play sad
You play mean
You play yourself
Masks fade away unless they are waterproof(In this case they're not)
Your tools are tears
Your tools are faces
Your tools are glasses
Your tools are smiles and Moustaches
Lights, camera, action.
Scene 1: Laughter fills the air
You're being a goof
Laughing it up in class
Who would ever expect you of being sad
Nobody ofcourse
You are a genius
You fool everyone
That is everyone but yourself
Scene 2: You go into your room and scream into your pillow
You let out a wail
You're holding the pillow so tightly to your face
You feel as though you are sophocating
Angry words flash through your head
'I hate you! I wish you were dead! '
You feel no one cares
Understandable.
Yes or no?
Scene 3: Get out of the way
I never liked you
I never will! you exclaim
When will you wake up
I'm leaving and I'm never coming back!
You feel anger
I guess being mean
I know you don't want to admit it
But it's the truth
Scene 4: I'm loved by the people I love
I'm cared about by the people I care about
I love The Strokes & drawing pictures by hand(I'm not a cheater, sometimes)
I try my hardest & try not to give up
I never want to be alone but it is an issue I face
I cry a lot due to my issues
But I really don't care what people think
Yourself is me.
And even though I hate myself sometimes
I love being me
So, I'm not going anywhere yet.
poem by Kamilla Davila
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Pillow
Your words
fell softly
On my pillow.
I hear them.
Like a bell
Far out to sea.
Nobody
Can console a weeping willow.
Or a caged bird
Yearning to be free.
Your tears
Fell softly
On my pillow.
I feel them.
Like summer rain
Upon my tongue.
As God
Spins cotton candy clouds
That billow.
I look for morning star
Where dreams once clung.
On my pillow
I can still smell your hair.
And your perfume
Like sweet flowers
Everywhere.
I can touch you
As my soul
Can feel a tune.
Love in the shadows
Still silhouetted
By the moon.
On my pillow
I see stardust
Glint of jade.
Sweet remnants
Of the promises we made.
When the magic flew,
Moonbeams
Were left behind.
On my pillow
Bathed in blue.
You kiss my mind.
poem by Kevin East
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Babys Request
When the moon lays his head on a pillow
And the stars settle down for a rest,
Just do me one small favour, I beg you,
Please play me my babys request.
Its the song that we heard when we started.
Now the birds have all flown from our nest,
But you could bring back memries departed
By playing my babys request.
My baby said that she knows how it goes
But youre the one who really knows,
So go ahead, just one more time and then well go to bed.
- solo -
But you could bring back memries departed
By playing my babys request.
My baby says she knows how it goes but youre the one that really knows.
So go ahead, just one more time and then well go to bed.
When the moon lays his head on a pillow
And the star settles down for a rest,
Just do me one small favour, I beg you,
Please play me babys request.
Mh-hm, play me babys request.
Please! play me my babys request -- one more time.
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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Spring Sleep
Pillow low quilt warm body smooth and steady
Sunshine room door cloth not open
Still have young spring air taste
Often brief arrive sleep at come
The pillow's low, the quilt is warm, the body smooth and peaceful,
Sun shines on the door of the room, the curtain not yet open.
Still the youthful taste of spring remains in the air,
Often it will come to you even in your sleep.
The Wind Is My Pillow©
The wind is my pillow upon which I lay my head,
The clouds are the down upon which I make my bed,
Together we all float in an undisturbed slumber,
Where all of the worldly woes we can disencumber.
The wind is my pillow when the day is done,
When the warmth has finished and the night's begun,
And the down around me I can enfold,
Admitting me again to that reassurance untold.
The wind is my pillow gently pushing me wide and far,
The chill of the night is blanketed by the stars,
And on we drift through a sleep of silent peace,
And once again we the chaos can release.
The wind is my pillow never knowing where I'll be,
With my eyes closed I wait to see what I will see,
Continuing to coast in a docile state of desire,
Unscathed and untouched by that which would conspire.
The wind is my pillow upon which I lay my head,
On the clouds of down I make my bed,
Pushing me gently to here and there,
Reposing once more to that place dreams will share.
poem by Joanna E. King
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Dogs pillow
At my home
Children
Dogs...
Sleep on
The pillow...
What is pillow
For children dogs...?
Mother body is
Pillow for children dog...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Play boy sleep
Play boy
With out sleep
On play with dreams...
But
Bed was sleep...
Pillow also sleep...
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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