The Virus: Hot Chicks Poem by Lamar Cole
The Virus: Hot Chicks
The virus was really cramping his style.
They had closed the local bar.
And all the hot chicks were staying at home.
This made him so sad.
So he complained to his dog Bruno.
And drank a lot of Budweiser.
Saturday, April 11, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: people
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