Poem 35 My Only Woman
MY ONLY WOMAN EVERYDAY I WAIT LIKE A FOOL FOR HER TO CALL ME TOO TELL ME I AM HER MAN.
MY ONLY WOMAN JUST LAST NIGHT I WAITED EVERYTME THE PHONE WOULD RING;
MY ONLY WOMAN I JUMP UP TO ANSWER IT JUST TO FIND TI IS SOMEONE OTHER THAN HER MY PONE RING.
MY ONLY WOMAN AGAININ I SLOWLY WALK OVER TO THE PHONE THINKING IT IS JUST MY FRIEND AGAIN & IT WAS HER MY ONLY WOMAN.
MR. PROFESSOR. JERRY”BIG PAPA” WELLS
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Copyright © Jojo Wells | Year Posted 2015
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