His Past Poem by Lamar Cole
His Past
He thought about his past.
And he realized that he was such a jackass.
He was such a chump.
Because he was always looking for pretty honies to hump.
He knew that he would never find a lovely woman to love and wed.
Because the only thing that he had ever cared about.
It was getting his hump on in bed.
Sunday, May 19, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: people
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