Lothario's Peccadilloes Poem by Heath Muchena
Lothario's Peccadilloes
he had no problem sharing his pillows -
which had given comfort to heads with all kinds of hairs,
different types and textures
from the black to the yellow
he played the games with care like fixtures -
almost always lucky - all it ever took were mere hellos,
a little use of flair and after that it'd be all yeahs
followed by break-ups on the morrow
© Heath Muchena
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