Lola's Poems

This is the kind of poem that makes me shout, "Lola! Back away from the refrigerator, nice and slow!" What is in those shredded fish treats, anyway?

Ignore Mr. Beautiful
of indifferent teeth.

His cowardly ammends
of family wrongs
won't haunt endowed female.

I'm an arrow to her relationship.

Need to be going.

No free dessert.

Scratch a pig.

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