Best Adulterers Poems

He was a hero (not)
Infinite frigid cool-frozen cold subzero
A circle infinite ero

Resting on a pillow
Nestled in asleep in the willow
Mouth wide open, open curtains
Has a guest, not his wife and let
He rose,
She rose

Not a Godly man
Steppin out, and  (just got caught)
Now label both them...

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