Knight in Lying Amore
James Dean Bob Marley,
a Valentines Hunter on a Harley,
ties his horse hog down,
enters the house saloon of get "lucky" town,
Offers imbibe after imbibe
as suggestinal ingestinal bribe,
but forget about her tolerance,
she fell asleep on the couch,
out cold as if she'd died.
So romeo with advance
he missed his chance, ouch!
And he with a wine on his hands
and ****happens-stance,
said goodbye to his smooth plans,
said goodbye to romance.
Was also left with his....in his hands.
Copyright © Jude Herrick | Year Posted 2024
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