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Poetry By: moonphish

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Submitted:Feb 23, 2012    Reads: 12    Comments: 4    Likes: 2   

there was a gal named vera cole

had trouble staying hot
she had two lovers in her fold
luke warm and bernie knott
now, luke was gentle, yes indeed
and always on the spot
but bernie really met her needs
the fever that she sought
the sun can warm you with it's heat
but also it can burn
but warmth is comfort, so complete
or so she did discern
so quite confused was vera cole
she knew she must select
one man would have her heart and soul
and one man would be wrecked
and she chose luke to be her man
poor bernie got the shove
for life was not a race you ran
twas a marathon of love


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