The Flirt Poem by Roshaun Beasley

The Flirt



The flirt walks into the mall.

The flirt sees a gorgeous baby doll.

The flirt establishes eye contact.

The flirt's eyes connect.

The flirt walks.

The flirt talks.

The flirt surprisingly kisses her.

The flirt gets her number.

The flirt returns home.

The flirt falls into a deep slumber.

Thursday, March 5, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: baby
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