Spearmint Gum Poem by Lamar Cole

Spearmint Gum



His breath really stank.
It smelled like a septic tank.
She gave him some Wrigley's Spearmint Gum.
And a taste of rum.
Now his breath smelled like spearmint gum and rum.
But he still needed to brush his teeth.

Tuesday, July 21, 2020
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