![]() LEMONHEADA Poem by Marie HarrisonLemonhead Lemonhead your taste is too sour to my tongue, Your lemon zest has the power to twist and contort my full pouty lips, to pucker-up like two crooked lines of an equal sign. You’re a liar, a fink, a worthlessly fake human being. If I could smell you, your odor would stink and repulse me. No wonder you cower in your dark corner, sucking your red throbbing thumb. You are nothing but a useless lemonhead, no one cares to eat. © 2010 Marie HarrisonFeatured Review
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7 Reviews Added on May 22, 2010 Last Updated on June 18, 2010 Author![]() Marie HarrisonAtlanta, GAAboutMomma told me to get out and enjoy life, so now I'm going to dance. more..Writing
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