Dee Snuts Poems

Oh, how his wife wept
As his body was lowered
A sad spectacle
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By the waterfront is where it started
Lunch in hand, ticket in the other
Fighting just for one day’s work
While the river flows without a care
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The secret about me that no one knows
I love the feel of a woman’s soft skin
The way it looks when a woman’s hair flows
I want to know the beauty held within
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There was a prince who had a ball
On all the kingdoms he did call
They all did arrive
Including his bride
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