Green Of His Money Poem by Lamar Cole

Green Of His Money



If he lost his eyesight, he would miss the green of his money.
And looking at the beach bodies of all the honies.
Driving his sports car very far.
And dressing like he was a movie star.
Ogling the pretty girls at the local bar and listening to songs.
Picking out the ones that he wanted to hump and take home.

Tuesday, March 5, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: money,people
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