Jerry Wayne Lawrence

Lesha Coltrane.
Man, She's Good Looking.
Seeing Her Makes My Day.
Dismay, Goes Away When She's Around.
Hound 2 Her Pretty Pussycat.
P.H.A.T. SuperP.H.A.T., The Best Way 2 Promote.
Dote, On Her, Until I'm Again Faring All 2 Well.
Doll, Du Jour.
Cure. The Cure. The Ultimate Cure.
"Sure, We'll B 2gether." I, Again, Confidently Whisper.
Lover Of, Her, 4 4ever..."My, Lesha."

  • Authors: Broken Ankh (Pseudonym)
  • Visible: All lines
  • Finished: March 21st, 2023 23:00
  • Limit: 15 stanzas
  • Invited: Public (any user can participate)
  • Comment from author about the poem: Just Gimme What U Got, My Funloving Peerz.
  • Category: Love
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