Blind Player Poem by Lamar Cole

Blind Player

Rating: 5.0


Raul was blind.
But he had a very good line.
He made a liar out of the naysayers.
Who said that he could never be a player.

He was so smooth.
And the ladies thought that he was cool.
He always dressed to the nines.
And took his ladies to places that had the best food and wine.

Thursday, December 28, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: blind
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Rose Marie Juan-austin 29 December 2017

An excellent write full of fun. He compensated his disability with a talent and good personality. A one of a kind piece.10

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Rini Shibu 28 December 2017

Nice guys are nice to their targets.. Good one

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