Death Sentence far who has no mattress.
Don’t expect her to laugh: your mistress.
Thanks to mattress for solved stress
And for solved stress Lord God I bless!
Once we lie on arranged mattress
Our bodies against its foam press;
With it a straight contact without dress;
With no mattress night battles with stress
But surely one needs fine bed-sheets
For the huge comfort beyond a seat’s.
If bared body should plain mattress meet
One is about to consume raw meat!
The hugest mattress for long sex?
You could still end up lover’s Ex-:
As mattress does it not for one;
One finds the skills she finds the fun!
If I could climb on top of a cloud
I’d have the world’s coziest mattress
A cumulus quilt that’s softer than down
And beneath it, a silk sheet of stratus
A nimbus puff to pillow my head
With matching lenticular duvet
And perhaps I’d get an extra set
In sunset pink and stormy gray
Some say I must surely be insane
For I’d be doomed if out of bed I fell
But in the likeliest event of rain
I’m more worried that my bed will wet itself.
Mattress and roses
A great day in Cascais, sunlit and soberly warm.
We have bought a rose-coloured mattrass
easy to install, the old one was heavily loaded by
memories of a time of a healthy life.
I was thinking of getting a canary bird let it fly
inside, let out wild birds will kill the canary
Resolved angry dispute sealed with love
objectified as a burrow where children do not enter.
Someone homeless can sleep on it before it rains.
Ultimately, the old mattress will end up in a landfill.
SLEEP’S NOT THE MATTRESS
Sleep’s not the mattress, hard or soft.
It’s Spring with a rose sheet.
Expels her breath - a peaceful waft.
Copper eyes and smile’s sweet.
The curtain’s drawn - it’s dark.
What lovely dreams - they’re stark.
This queen, she made her mark.
In pale of darkness—
sleep’s not the mattress.
2/17/2022
Quietus
Sponsor: Unseeking Seeker
HMS and rhymezone
Old stained mattress
in a ditch looking forlorn
cast aside without a second thought
Old stained mattress
blown off a truck by a strong wind
or placed here by two men lugging?
Old stained mattress
shabby and streaked
I pass her daily
Wondering if she has feelings
Making up stories about her
Thinking about her first day off the showroom floor
Poor old stained mattress
Poor poor old stained mattress
She makes me feel badly.
Falling asleep in a Lazy Boy recliner with the TV on all night
can't sleep in the bed cause I think we are in a fight
Not sure what I did and being sorry is not enough
forgot to read the fine print in this relationship stuff
Baby, I'm sorry you are right and I am wrong
please forgive me, honey I want us to get along
You know I would never hurt you, I'd rather be dead
so darling lets makeup and tonight let me sleep in the bed
If it was something I said I'll never say it again
If it was something I did it will never happen again
So sweetheart please believe me and let this fight end
not sleeping on our Purple mattress makes a restless night in the den
Baby, I'm sorry you are right and I am wrong
please forgive me, honey I want us to get along
You know I would never hurt you, I'd rather be dead
so darling lets makeup and tonight let me sleep in the bed
My back hurts and I got a crick in my neck
yes, I am a poor baby.
Can I be your mattress
On your lovely bed
I come in varying sizes
From single To Californian King
With a choice of different fillings
For you to take your pick
When you’re feeling racy
I’m a dizzy mess
When you’re feeling sexy
I’ll add a little spring
Felling more rampant
You’ll enjoy a good jump
Fancy a slap and tickle
You could sailor in to a seaman
On the waves of a water bed
You won’t even notice I’m there
Softly absorbing but equally well sprung
I’ll be as quiet as a mouse
Especially when you’re on top of me
And the lights have all gone out
Mattress you sleep on
is your shallow grave
you lie there for siesta
at night when you sleep
unknowingly you rehearsal
how to die the coming times
you travel to heaven daily
and hell you visit its shores
then back to your mattress
what a friendly grave it is!
The modern mattress
is what makes possible
modern sleep;
soft so I
model myself in it
like I'm to become
a plaster cast.
What's wrong? she asks
there's something bothering you.
The modern mattress
can hide the mite
that eats my skin
slough, lives small
excretes itch and sneezes.
Just anomie, I answer
nearness to old age,
a reminder of waste.
I will
sheath the modern mattress
in cotton terry
with warp and weft
like the wall of China.
It will keep out
the poop of mites.
Back To Keeping Money Under the Mattress?
By Elton Camp
Way back before there was any FDIC
People, of banks, were leery as can be
For if your bank had to shut its door
Your money was gone forevermore
Now that banks charge a monthly fee
Many keep cash at home as that’s free
With the economy in such a bad shape
A monthly bank charge folks can’t take
Some rather risk being robbed by a thief
Than to let the greedy banker bring grief
Better to keep money in a rubber band
Than into the banker’s grasping hand
The big banks have mostly lost our trust
Small local banks or S&L are now a must
Keeping large amounts of cash isn’t wise
But that people do shouldn’t bring surprise
MATTRESS, A BUTTRESS OF JOY
It has been measured
To the test of time
True to its form and shape
But now it has been reserved
For sometime in the future
You’ll be in use
Again and again the longings and assurance
Its intent and purpose
Can ever resist to accommodate
Persistent urge
So elaborate to give
No misgivings no misfortunes
Must be pure for joyous moment of love!