Classic Rabbit Mob Poem by Benjamin Feliciano

Classic Rabbit Mob



Don't don't fall for her,
That's what I keep hearing.
Her reputation precedes her,
'A girl not gentle with hearts.'
But two dates in,
Are two already racing.
She likes me.
And for now,
That is enough.

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