Enjoying Poetic License Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Enjoying Poetic License



Sounds being emitted from a young lady, singing wonderfully,
a song talking about what men prefer.

Blondes and curly hair, blondes and plenty of curves to
grasp and hold onto.

What doesn't kill you will make you fonder, the lyrics of
the song say right out loud!

Being enlightened, enjoying the poetic license that even
singers and musicians use to entertain other people in the
night.

Saturday, March 28, 2015
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