She Sits Like A Lady Poem by michael hubbert

She Sits Like A Lady



She sits like a lady
and dresses like one
she's pretty, well groomed
and has lot's of fun

Her scent is so dreamy
her clothes are the best
she's much in demand
and so very blessed

She's so out of reach
I'm so out of luck
her 'RIDE' is a Benz
and mine is a truck!


I would appreciate any comments, good or bad concerning this poem.

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