Yvonne Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Yvonne



Simply ways! !
Risk,
Of anyone;
Feared,
Security,
Sick!
Troubled;
Infected,
Noxious! !
And like the violation of the contract agreement;
But, call in Yvonne to answer my calls,
For, she was the one who signed the contracts and took the money away.

Thursday, June 27, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: money,sick
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Edward Kofi Louis

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