gomez banda


Like A Living Doll - Poem by gomez banda

There she goes
In her high hill shoes
She is tight in her pink skirt jeans
And when she walks
She is like a living doll

Her beauty like a red rose flower
Her skin is white like four
She is tall like a tour
And when she walks
She is like a living doll

She has a long and pointed nose
With nice eye brows
She likes riding a horse
And when she rids
She is like a living doll

She loves me
And I love her too
I tell her lets be two
You and me
Because you are like a living doll

I see her from her eyes
And even from the disguise
I like the way she talks
And when she talks
She is like a living doll


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 17, 2013



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