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Plastic diamond in the rough

by Johnny Crimson

He had an afro,
name was Astro.

He had cashflow,
looked like Castro.

He could even lasso
a glass bowl.
He once lasso'd his shadow.

He was a promising little tadpole.
He was scorching like tobasco.

Yet to her, he was just another asshole.


Posted on 10/22/2012
Copyright © 2022 Johnny Crimson

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by George Hoerner on 10/23/12 at 12:50 PM

One never knows what a woman really wants!! Cute!

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