im wearing a yellow one as we speak I bought it in Maryland when I lived there it makes me look like Madeline. My boyfriend says it is his favorite. I think I also have a skull hoodie coat somewhere in maryland I think I should look next time i visit…I don know wat else to tell you about coats.
Charlotte
Eh, they’re pretty cool I guess. I wear them, they keep me warm. Give them to people, and it makes Jesus happy because you’re giving one to him. it’s actually a pretty good thing to give them to people, since homelessness is a bit of a problem.
lolwat
I grabbed my coat from the hook and stepped outside into the frosty yard.
peppers
It’s a blue little thing. It’s blue. Just blue. Not pink, purple, orange or yellow. Blue. The colour of skies and seas and water and some eyes. Blue.
The coat keeps me warm, and I feel good in it.
Blue.
Eka
of many colours joseph aramaic magic cult of isis IS ness myth or man dingo flamingo peacock strutter religious mutter nutter
johnny b
He hung his coat on the stand at the inside of the door. it dripped with rain silently onto the dark wooden floor. his hat accompanied the coat sitting delicately atop
Dawn McAdams
Joseph coat of many colors…jealous brothers yet end result was he became a king… enough said.
spl
I have a coat. It is delicious and tasty.
Shit.
Anonymous
“Here.”
The voice was gruff, unforgiving. I turned around. Nick stood with his hand outstretched, his mangy coat extended towards me. He scowled and shoved it into my chest.
“Here,” he said again, before driving his hands into his jeans pockets and stalking away, “You’ll catch a chill.”
as
when it’s cold outside i like to wear a coat. my favorite is my green coat. but the coat that means the most to me is my dad’s old work jacket that he gave me. it makes me feel like we’re a little bit closer.
belle
There is a large closet in the basement, and in it, there are only big fluffy, ugly, horrid things that hang on plastic hangers. I know that an awful time of the year has rolled around when I have to go get one to wear around town. Winter coats…
emma
i wear one when it is cold out fluffy and coaty. coat is another word for jacket but tratditionally caots are bigger and warmer and perhaps puffier but not necessarily. navy jackets puffy jackets dressy jackets oh wait i am supposed to be writing about coats. my coat is missing a button and my jacket has a hole in it
blabla
warm, borrow mine, rain, wet, i need a new one. mine is green and hilarious. dad got it for me for christmas..i want to go snowboarding
syd
My coat isn’t doing shit to keep me warm.
I sway down the street and sneer at the biting wind.
I get to a light and hear footsteps behind me and then feel arms around me.
What wind?
Sarah Peterson
he wrapped his arms around me and held me there hugging me. like my favorite winter coat. i know we’ve been together for years now, but it’s like out hearts have just met. bursting with joy. snug in my winter coat.
holly bowles, ks
It’s raining and my jacket is in the wash. I look to my side and before me is the beautiful parka owned by my annoying ass roommate. Of course I do not want to get wet or ruin the hair i spent so much time doing, so i grab it, run and smile with vengence.
Alyssa
I wear my coat of many colors in the sunlight, and the colors are reflected across the dirt and the rocks in a rainbow spray. Thank God for color, I think, and I twirl around and watch the rainbows scatter, not worrying (well, maybe a little) about how strange or effeminate this may appear to the onlookers about me.
James
coat. i helped you make that coat. i hope the buttons didnt come off. we spent a lot of time on it. they were gold. they are pretty. i want to borrow some of the other gold buttons that i liked better. ok? idk where you put them but i guess ill look around.
jessie
she grabbed her coat and ran out the door. the snow was falling gently now but the temperature must still be below zero. she needed to find him before he did something stupid. something stupid that he would regret. she had no clue where to even start looking.
cindy
In the middle of the night I put on my long black coat on over my pajams and sneaked out of the house. I wasn’t sure why I was being all secretive but I knew that I needed to be discreet.
Ashley
this is what i wear when I go out side in the morning on my way to work. it keeps me warm and cozy and also keeps the snow and rain off of me. i love my coat.
ted
the coat was fury and heavy. the winterwas cold as ice. i could feel it like a blade cutting across my skin. good thing i had the coat to help shield some of the wind.
Anonymous
I like to e warm in a coat but I do not like to drive with a coat on. I do not own many coats because I do not like to wear them.
I do like the Dolly Parton song “Coat of Many Colors”
My Mom owns many coats. She loves them.
Diane
Slipping on my coat, I duck out the door and pray that no one will notice me gone; that no one will follow me. All I need is five minutes alone in the cold and I think I’ll be normal enough to make it through the rest of the day. No one notices. I make it down to the end of my driveway before I hear it. “Kelly…” Damn.
:)
I wore my dull grey coat to the party. Of course no one noticed me; that’s the point. If I wore a red coat, I may be a hussy, although no one uses that term anymore. Even I am too young to use that term. If I wore yellow, people would think I am friendly and would want to talk. Grey is best.
sarah
It is warm and fuzzy and helps you stay warm and you can give them to the poor
Noah
my coat is actually a jacket but I wish that I had a big black coat with a fur hood and fur lining!
Dawn
I looked out my window to see a white landscape, there was snow all around. Down the stairs I went to get my coat and sled.
Myron
her words coated my mind
wrapped around like a tape’s rewind
it’s so crazy how it’s not defined
to be something divine
I can’t seem to grasp why
i guess that’s why I let time fly by
Just Jes
the coat is warm. it is green. the coat matches my green boots. it is my favorite coat. i wear my coat in the winter time.
fred
I have a black puffy coat with a fur trimmed hood that keeps me cozy while the snow falls all around. It’s funny that I can wear a coat while the snow coats the ground around me. Noun or verb?
F.
coated with summer til the death od the day. with hat in hand and shoes on his feet he gathered what was left of his pride and left out the back door. Sun hit his back and he looked to the sky with a zeal that could not conceal his zest for freedom. Dragging his feet along the road he went on his way.
Lani
I love my new coat. its draped over my bedpost. so beautiful.
sara
coat
the coat is red and large on her, she loves her red coat. It is warm and cozy in the coldest weather. It is like warm arms surrounding her with love.
taj
there’s a big harry coat hanging in my closet. It’s very ugly but quite warm. People laugh at me when they see it but the sure are jealous about my being so comfortable. I love it more than any good looking coat I’ve seen. I especially like the pockets. I can reach through right into my own pants pockets! Very cool. :)
cheers
coat
the coat is red and large on her, she is
Anonymous
My coat has buttons, many buttons. Over 40 in fact. Colorful, wondrous buttons that I use to keep myself warm while I wear my coat. Sometimes a button breaks, and it gets cold. My coat is no longer warm.
brettski
My whole life needs a coat of paint
Kola
The coat lay draped over the chair, such an insignificant thing, meant so much. He was back.
foggy london
“Why the heck do I need a coat?” Randy said, saddened with dismay.
“You will catch a cold!” his mother said, “Just please, for my sake.”
“Fine!” Randy said, putting on the coat and leaving. As he left, he closed the door, then took off his coat and ran away. He was found later, dead, and had a news story about him in their newspaper, “The Antarctica Times”.
im wearing a yellow one as we speak I bought it in Maryland when I lived there it makes me look like Madeline. My boyfriend says it is his favorite. I think I also have a skull hoodie coat somewhere in maryland I think I should look next time i visit…I don know wat else to tell you about coats.
Eh, they’re pretty cool I guess. I wear them, they keep me warm. Give them to people, and it makes Jesus happy because you’re giving one to him. it’s actually a pretty good thing to give them to people, since homelessness is a bit of a problem.
I grabbed my coat from the hook and stepped outside into the frosty yard.
It’s a blue little thing. It’s blue. Just blue. Not pink, purple, orange or yellow. Blue. The colour of skies and seas and water and some eyes. Blue.
The coat keeps me warm, and I feel good in it.
Blue.
of many colours joseph aramaic magic cult of isis IS ness myth or man dingo flamingo peacock strutter religious mutter nutter
He hung his coat on the stand at the inside of the door. it dripped with rain silently onto the dark wooden floor. his hat accompanied the coat sitting delicately atop
Joseph coat of many colors…jealous brothers yet end result was he became a king… enough said.
I have a coat. It is delicious and tasty.
Shit.
“Here.”
The voice was gruff, unforgiving. I turned around. Nick stood with his hand outstretched, his mangy coat extended towards me. He scowled and shoved it into my chest.
“Here,” he said again, before driving his hands into his jeans pockets and stalking away, “You’ll catch a chill.”
when it’s cold outside i like to wear a coat. my favorite is my green coat. but the coat that means the most to me is my dad’s old work jacket that he gave me. it makes me feel like we’re a little bit closer.
There is a large closet in the basement, and in it, there are only big fluffy, ugly, horrid things that hang on plastic hangers. I know that an awful time of the year has rolled around when I have to go get one to wear around town. Winter coats…
i wear one when it is cold out fluffy and coaty. coat is another word for jacket but tratditionally caots are bigger and warmer and perhaps puffier but not necessarily. navy jackets puffy jackets dressy jackets oh wait i am supposed to be writing about coats. my coat is missing a button and my jacket has a hole in it
warm, borrow mine, rain, wet, i need a new one. mine is green and hilarious. dad got it for me for christmas..i want to go snowboarding
My coat isn’t doing shit to keep me warm.
I sway down the street and sneer at the biting wind.
I get to a light and hear footsteps behind me and then feel arms around me.
What wind?
he wrapped his arms around me and held me there hugging me. like my favorite winter coat. i know we’ve been together for years now, but it’s like out hearts have just met. bursting with joy. snug in my winter coat.
It’s raining and my jacket is in the wash. I look to my side and before me is the beautiful parka owned by my annoying ass roommate. Of course I do not want to get wet or ruin the hair i spent so much time doing, so i grab it, run and smile with vengence.
I wear my coat of many colors in the sunlight, and the colors are reflected across the dirt and the rocks in a rainbow spray. Thank God for color, I think, and I twirl around and watch the rainbows scatter, not worrying (well, maybe a little) about how strange or effeminate this may appear to the onlookers about me.
coat. i helped you make that coat. i hope the buttons didnt come off. we spent a lot of time on it. they were gold. they are pretty. i want to borrow some of the other gold buttons that i liked better. ok? idk where you put them but i guess ill look around.
she grabbed her coat and ran out the door. the snow was falling gently now but the temperature must still be below zero. she needed to find him before he did something stupid. something stupid that he would regret. she had no clue where to even start looking.
In the middle of the night I put on my long black coat on over my pajams and sneaked out of the house. I wasn’t sure why I was being all secretive but I knew that I needed to be discreet.
this is what i wear when I go out side in the morning on my way to work. it keeps me warm and cozy and also keeps the snow and rain off of me. i love my coat.
the coat was fury and heavy. the winterwas cold as ice. i could feel it like a blade cutting across my skin. good thing i had the coat to help shield some of the wind.
I like to e warm in a coat but I do not like to drive with a coat on. I do not own many coats because I do not like to wear them.
I do like the Dolly Parton song “Coat of Many Colors”
My Mom owns many coats. She loves them.
Slipping on my coat, I duck out the door and pray that no one will notice me gone; that no one will follow me. All I need is five minutes alone in the cold and I think I’ll be normal enough to make it through the rest of the day. No one notices. I make it down to the end of my driveway before I hear it. “Kelly…” Damn.
I wore my dull grey coat to the party. Of course no one noticed me; that’s the point. If I wore a red coat, I may be a hussy, although no one uses that term anymore. Even I am too young to use that term. If I wore yellow, people would think I am friendly and would want to talk. Grey is best.
It is warm and fuzzy and helps you stay warm and you can give them to the poor
my coat is actually a jacket but I wish that I had a big black coat with a fur hood and fur lining!
I looked out my window to see a white landscape, there was snow all around. Down the stairs I went to get my coat and sled.
her words coated my mind
wrapped around like a tape’s rewind
it’s so crazy how it’s not defined
to be something divine
I can’t seem to grasp why
i guess that’s why I let time fly by
the coat is warm. it is green. the coat matches my green boots. it is my favorite coat. i wear my coat in the winter time.
I have a black puffy coat with a fur trimmed hood that keeps me cozy while the snow falls all around. It’s funny that I can wear a coat while the snow coats the ground around me. Noun or verb?
coated with summer til the death od the day. with hat in hand and shoes on his feet he gathered what was left of his pride and left out the back door. Sun hit his back and he looked to the sky with a zeal that could not conceal his zest for freedom. Dragging his feet along the road he went on his way.
I love my new coat. its draped over my bedpost. so beautiful.
coat
the coat is red and large on her, she loves her red coat. It is warm and cozy in the coldest weather. It is like warm arms surrounding her with love.
there’s a big harry coat hanging in my closet. It’s very ugly but quite warm. People laugh at me when they see it but the sure are jealous about my being so comfortable. I love it more than any good looking coat I’ve seen. I especially like the pockets. I can reach through right into my own pants pockets! Very cool. :)
coat
the coat is red and large on her, she is
My coat has buttons, many buttons. Over 40 in fact. Colorful, wondrous buttons that I use to keep myself warm while I wear my coat. Sometimes a button breaks, and it gets cold. My coat is no longer warm.
My whole life needs a coat of paint
The coat lay draped over the chair, such an insignificant thing, meant so much. He was back.
“Why the heck do I need a coat?” Randy said, saddened with dismay.
“You will catch a cold!” his mother said, “Just please, for my sake.”
“Fine!” Randy said, putting on the coat and leaving. As he left, he closed the door, then took off his coat and ran away. He was found later, dead, and had a news story about him in their newspaper, “The Antarctica Times”.