Mrs RobinsonA Poem by Frieda PFor Benjamin...Mrs Robinson lurks in the night for unsuspecting vital bites her enticing glance could charm the pants off even the most experienced romancer she weaves the web til it suits her taste painted in a sable brush with diamond studs when she's through with you you'll have aged a million years yet her siren call will have you begging for all the more God knows Jesus can't help you now © 2013 Frieda PAuthor's NoteFeatured Review
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Added on June 25, 2013Last Updated on June 25, 2013 AuthorFrieda PNJAboutIf you want to know me, read my poetry, it's all in there. I am a mother of three sons (my finest moments) a sister, a survivor and a little bit crazy. I lost my beloved sister to suicide, so you'll.. more..Writing
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