Two Bad For Lisa
She was tender like water leaf
Not disvirgined by the farmers
Hand
Until she met Roland
He was good at sight
But not character assured
Elvis was still close but
Assured of knowledge
But Lisa looked to Roland
For a bond for he was with much
Coins for her tomorrow
Suddenly she was broken and left
By Roland
She knocked at Elvis
But was not answered
For one love to two lovers
Is lust an intoxication of infatuation
Copyright © Okonkwo Ifeanyichukwu | Year Posted 2019
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