Lucia's DeadA Poem by Miss Marlette
Now that Lucia's dead
Be yourself, you w***e Go paint the Big Sur red Her husband is all yours The one you wanted bad So now that Lucia's dead F**k him like you did your dad The season is upon us Bring on that dope Bring on that weed Stink up that filthy shack Lucia's dead, go do the deed With ten dicks online And another ten in the room And if that ain't enough Shove in it your broom For a woman can't live By backyard tomatoes alone And every now and then Her big bog needs a bone Ah now that Lucia's dead You'll surely need a drink Watching Karma come To whip your grimy bum Wink wink wink wink ....wink! © 2021 Miss MarletteAuthor's Note
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7 Reviews Added on December 9, 2021 Last Updated on December 10, 2021 AuthorMiss MarletteAboutLike for like is my motto. I'm here for fun. Those who have issues with my stuff just don't read it. Lol. Now who's line did I steal? 😅 more..Writing
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