Going shot for shot
I wanna drop every ball
And though she was a lovely lady
I'm giving this new game my all
The clock struck 12
And the New Year begin
Driven by new hope
Like it was destined that i'd win
Welcomed to a new feel of me
This pool game reflects this energy
Oh she really like to feel on me
So I gotta get this 8 ball in
And just as I lose dignity
And more then rythym gets the feel of me
The owner with presense and might
The club is closed get out you hoes
And have a wonderful New Year Night!
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Author:
hexfully (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 1st, 2026 20:22
- Comment from author about the poem: What a blissful moment...why did the club have a pool room?
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Comments1
Magical thoughts for a new year calibration well done and a happy new year
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