Lapse - Mar 4
A loathsome lecher lurks along the long,
Lightless ledge, looking to lure a lost lamb
To lewd license, liquor, and lowlife lurch—
To the lesser lying league and layer.
Copyright © X F Lacasse | Year Posted 2025
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