John W. McEwers
It's Raining Men - Poem by John W. McEwers
Your dreams have been answered.
We are at this bar in Mentor Ohio
and these dudes are all up in our
like you got jobs you handing out
and their all like
your milkshake is what brought me to this particular yard
and I am like
I've been looking at that other lady all night and finally have my chance,
here's cab fare.
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