Downing The Suds Poem by Lamar Cole

Downing The Suds



He knew that it was his fate.
That he was going to be great.
He became a great drinker of beer.
He felt that it was why he was put here.
He was a great lover of cans of Bud.
No one could beat him downing those delicious suds.

Wednesday, September 11, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: people
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