Pillow Talk

Last night I heard my pillow talk

What amazing things it said

About the fun that pillows have

Before it’s time for bed

The bedroom is their playground

A magical place to be

(Not a room for peace and quiet

Like it is for you and me)

They divebomb off the wardrobe

Do backflips off the chair

Use the mattress as a trampoline

Turn somersaults in the air

It’s Leapfrog then Pass the Slipper

Handstands and cartwheels all round

Wrestling and swinging on curtains

And all with hardly a sound

But by and by the feathers fly

And they get out of puff

So with scarves and ties they bind their eyes

For a game of Blind Man’s Buff

They tiptoe out on the landing

Although it’s a dangerous place

(If granny met one on the stairs

Imagine the look on her face!)

It’s pillows who open cupboard drawers

To mess and rummage about

(And you end up by getting blamed

For something they left out)

I’d quite fancy being a pillow

Playing games and lying in bed

If I didn’t have to spend each night

Under your big snoring head!