Darts Poem by Lamar Cole

Darts



It was as painful to her as being hit by darts.
To listen to him singing loud in the bathroom to hide his explosive farts.
He would sing loud until he became hoarse.
He was singing with a lot of force.
She hoped that he would soon be finished taking his dump.
So that he could shut up and wipe his rump.

Friday, December 14, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: people
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