Going To Hell Poem by Lamar Cole
Going To Hell
Pablo knew that he was going to hell.
So he was really going to live it up while here on earth.
He was going to smoke all the dope that he wanted.
And drown in whiskey.
He was going to rob and steal.
And hump all the pretty honies that he could.
And when he died, he would shake hands with the devil.
Thursday, July 23, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: people
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