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Sushi Pajamas
by Howie Spielman
   
I could be happy in sushi pajamas
With Unagi close to my heart
And Ebi on my shoulder
In colors so bold
I'd sleep in a true work of art

I could sleep soundly in sushi pajamas
Hamachi right over my spleen
Fish eggs near my wrist
Right after I kissed you good night
I'd be having good dreams

I could make dinner in sushi pajamas
The maki would make me think twice
Of all of your wishes
For platters and dishes
Bursting with fresh fish and rice
I'd make my own pattern for sushi pajamas
And carefully place every piece
For my weight and height
And your appetite
To take you on late night sushi feasts

Wasabi! Wasabi! Please have some wasabi!
It gives you a jolt in the head
To stay up all night
And have the delight
Of marvelous sushi in bed

I'd be the menu in sushi pajamas
And you could have all you desire
Once you have learned
Not to get burned
'Cause this sushi's not raw - it's on fire!

... and just where do they come from?


Copyright © 1999 Howard L. Spielman
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