Rodriguez Poem by Ramona Thompson

Rodriguez



Run for your wife, quick!
One hour left till I spill all the torrid details to her of our forbidden love affair
Don't want that
Really don't want that
I can assure you of that much right now
Gotta be fast and make your move before I make mine
Unless you don't care to lose that cash your sugar mama wife gives to you each month
Exactly how bad do you want me?
Zipped or unzipped?

Your choice
It's me or it's her
Just remember, lover
This time
You can't have her cake and eat mine too

2008 Ramona Thompson

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