My Pajoutfit (PUH-jowt-fit)

A Poem on Unidentifiable Clothing

by Thomas Eilers Copeland

Am I wearing an outfit

Or pajamas?

Nobody knows,

Not even my Mama.

She hadn't done laundry and was running amok

And then found this in my closet, 

Talk about sheer luck!

Then off to Candice's we hastily sped,

And when Mommy dropped me off she thought

"Is he dressed for bed?"

Nobody is quite sure, 

And nobody knows,

But I think these things may be my bed clothes. 

So at the end of the day, in my back yard I happily sit,

Knowing that Mom invented the very first ever....

Pajoutfit.