Stone Cold Bottom Poem by Phil Soar

Stone Cold Bottom



I sat on the stone and completed my rhyme
Not worrying about the cold at the time
But a short while after, my ass went numb
Frostbite on my ample bum

Monday, March 20, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: humour
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