Best Socialites Poems

Socialites

those was good days.
sneakin' out the bedroom window
tryin' harder not to wrinkle our frocks
than not to wake momma

runnin' down the dusty road
with pointy-toe pumps in tote
hopin' we didn't miss too much
of the party.

greeted at the end of the road
by three cats
in they daddy's shiny black...

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