I was looking for that short poem about nighties and pyjamas next to each other, and found some others. (eventually found it and added it at end of this post) Here is one of the others:-
A Clothesline Poem
A clothesline was a news forecast, to neighbors passing by.
There were no secrets you could keep, when clothes were hung to dry.
It also was a friendly link, for neighbors always knew,
If company had stopped on by, to spend a night or two.
For then you'd see the fancy sheets and towels upon the line;
You'd see the company tablecloths, with intricate design.
The line announced a baby's birth, to folks who lived inside,
As brand new infant clothes were hung, so carefully with pride.
The ages of the children could so readily be known
By watching how the sizes changed, you'd know how much they'd grown.
It also told when illness struck, as extra sheets were hung;
Then nightclothes, and a bathrobe too, haphazardly were strung.
It said "Gone on vacation now", when lines hung limp and bare.
It told "We're back!" when full lines sagged, with not an inch to spare.
New folks in town were scorned upon, if sheets were dingy grey,
As neighbours carefully raised their brows, and looked disgustedly away.
But clotheslines now are of the past, for dryers make work less,
Now what goes on inside a home, is anybody's guess.
I really miss that way of life; it was a friendly sign,
When neighbors knew each other best, by what was hanging on the line.
by Marilyn K. Walker
More clothes-line poems at www.clotheslines.com/poems and even more online if you search.
Found the one I was looking for :-
I love, I love, I love you almighty
I wish your pyjamas were next to my nighty
Don't be mistaken, don't be misled
I mean on the washing line, not in the bed!