Waterfall Poem by Lamar Cole

Waterfall



He was at the club and he was very drunk.
Spit was flowing from his mouth like a waterfall.
His breath stank of liquor.
He asked his girlfriend for a kiss.
She gave him a sloppy wet kiss.
Her breath stank of liquor also.

Friday, May 29, 2020
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