Cool Breeze Poem by Lamar Cole

Cool Breeze



He was sitting on his deck in spring.
Waiting for a ring from his sweet thing.
He was drinking his last can of Bud.
He loved the taste of those suds.

His girlfriend was so fine.
He could not get the thought of touching her big fine rump off his mind.
He was loving being outdoors with the birds and the trees.
But he wanted to hump her in the cool breeze.

He said to the wind.
That a hump from his girlfriend would bring the beautiful spring day to a wonderful end.

Wednesday, May 1, 2019
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