Smoke Dope Poem by Lamar Cole

Smoke Dope



She was his best thing.
She made his heart bells ring.
She worked two jobs every day.
And gave him all of her pay.
But he was a piece of crap.
He would just smoke dope all day long and take naps.

Sunday, May 26, 2019
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