Sucker Poem by Lamar Cole

Sucker



After all the money on her he had spent.
She told him that he wasn't worth two cents.
This made him feel like crap.
All his friends thought that he was a sap.
He walked around with his head hung in shame.
Sucker had become his new name.

Sunday, January 13, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: people
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