Marwan's Fringe
Warped up resembling a wave
His cresting eyes
Gives me the whirls of a dark pool
And his fringe is flattering
And when he trots
It’s not the steel built
Or the man-boobs
It’s the fringe that I’m use to
Dear Marwan,
So full of it
And thus far I snicker
So joyous at your gags
But that fringe
That so, so appealing fringe
Is what I write
In this poem
*Dedicated to Sarcastic-Perverted-MarWan*
Copyright © Sajdah Al-Riyami | Year Posted 2009
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