The Naked Poetess
A poetess thought she was such unique, hot stuff.
Disposed was she, to writing in the buff!
"What's so wrong with that" she huffed.
I told her unequivocally, in friendly puffs:
"Doing that, in your front window is arrestable,plain, dumb, stuff!"
2/23/2021
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Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2021
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