Juicy Poem by Lamar Cole

Juicy



It was so big, juicy, and wide.
All the guys loved to look at Viola's backside.
They would just smile and stare.
When her juicy butt was sitting in a chair.
All the bells in the guys' heads would ring.
When she shook that big fine juicy thing.

Saturday, May 26, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: people
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Rini Shibu 26 May 2018

Men never change. ;)

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Robert Murray Smith 26 May 2018

Lamar, your eyes have captured the past.++10

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