Ode to Foof Pants
Do you remember the night when we first met?
I was feeling kinda down, a little silly, and upset.
But when I put you on, I knew my world would change forever,
And so started our life together, a bond not even an earthquake could sever.
When time’s not right, in the whirlwind of disaster,
I wait for you to come out, as the machine spins you faster.
The warmness that envelopes upon your arrival,
Becomes a necessary component for my mere existence and survival.
So whether it be a day in, or a day out,
When I want to shut out the world, scream, and shout.
I know your comfort will give me what I need,
Now I know what it feels like to be perpetually high on weed.
Thank you foof pants.
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- December 9, 2009 / 6:17 pm
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