657 Bed B - Shivaree

Pinstripes and baby doves

Blue checks and cozies

Big white clouds and import books

Cars and stars and Mosey’s

Soft pink with polka-dots

May fells and police

Dancing girls, forget-me-nots

A pocket full of posies

One is for the sleeping

One is for the pain

One is for the weeping

And one is for the game

Handmaids and spider legs

Bones and bars and screws

Parsley, sage, a birdie-cage

Paper, scissors, glue

Here’s your walkie-talkie

Here’s a plastic bow

You’re electric-shocking with a

New remote control

One came for money and

One came for the food

There’s one to call you honey when

You’re in a nasty mood

There’s one to say sorry and

Two to hold your hand

Seat us on the party when

You’ve gotten out of bed