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SEATLESS
I'M SPEECHLESS
MORE LIKE HOMELESS
Can I sit here ?
SHOULD I START THE CONVERSACIÓN
OPEN YOUR MOUTH
SHE'S KILLING THE MOOD
STAND UP
KEEP WALKING
WITH A SURGICAL MASK
TO PROTECT ME FROM
THE CORONA VIRUS
The Streets Are Dangerous
MORE LIKE HOMELESS
Can I sit here ?
SHOULD I START THE CONVERSACIÓN
OPEN YOUR MOUTH
SHE'S KILLING THE MOOD
STAND UP
KEEP WALKING
WITH A SURGICAL MASK
TO PROTECT ME FROM
THE CORONA VIRUS
The Streets Are Dangerous
Published 21st Oct 2020
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21st Oct 2020 6:57am
Damn hot poem. The woman is worth the squezze, just wear a mask. Got risk it to get the biscuit. Keep on writing.
21st Oct 2020 1:07pm
Anonymous
21st Oct 2020 7:22am
Ohhh TROME... your poems...
they're like
hot buttered rum
swishing in
in my tummy tum tum..
warm and hot
with all the current
news to strum
xoxo
B
they're like
hot buttered rum
swishing in
in my tummy tum tum..
warm and hot
with all the current
news to strum
xoxo
B
21st Oct 2020 1:09pm
21st Oct 2020 8:39am
21st Oct 2020 1:09pm
