Pretty Honies Poem by Lamar Cole

Pretty Honies



Life is so real and everything is so right.
When he is looking at all the pretty honies on the beach in the beautiful sunlight.
When he is drinking a can of Bud.
Enjoying those delicious suds.
When he is dancing with all the hot babes at the club at night.
And taking one home who would stay until early morning light.

Tuesday, June 25, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: people
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