Stinking Honey Man Poem by Lamar Cole

Stinking Honey Man



She had fell in love with a punk.
And he stank like a skunk.
He ate like a hog at the table.
And let out farts he was willing and able.
But he was her stinking honey man.
Funkiest in all the land.

Tuesday, September 17, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: people
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