VacationA Poem by Crowley
These f*****g tourists
I love them with all my heart I hate them like a drunken uncle Fingering with cash...more please Pretending to want to know me When they feed my babies with too fat hands And smiley button faces, I must remember I need them, I hate them I am in love with one, he spoils me In time I will be a tourist with him And ask for my fish sandwich with mayo and extra cheese
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1 Review Added on February 6, 2021 Last Updated on February 7, 2021 AuthorCrowleyPhoenix, AZAboutLike to hang out with other writers and see what's what. Have met a lot of good people on this and other sites through the years. Decided to come back and do a little posting and reading. Hit me up i.. more..Writing
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