Peachy Keen Poem by Adryan Barnathan

Peachy Keen

Rating: 5.0


''Isn't he just a peach''

oh so delicious,
sweetness on your lips,
to lick every so often
makes a perfect syrup,
drippingly devine
reminds you of a sticky bun
hot out of the oven.

''Oh, isn't he just a peach''


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