The Virus: Face Poem by Lamar Cole

The Virus: Face



She saw him at the store.
And told him that it was the best that his face had ever looked.
He wondered why she said this.
Because he was wearing a face mask.
She told him that his face usually looked like a butt.
And that the mask was an improvement.

Saturday, April 11, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: people
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