He told me before he died

by

Bruce Richard Wallace

I taught your your son how to play
ball every night you would call.
You would call laugh and giggle.
When I walked behind you , you
would wiggle.
What happen to your load.
Do you want my story about it
to be told.
What about your boyfriend the cop
if your husband knew he would blow
his top it's his best friend.
Well the load came from our friend from
special ed.
He told me about the bed.
He told me before he died.

NEXT?
Why don't you look at IT'S ALL TOO QUICK
by: Sam Manty
from: Cape Town, Western Cape, South Africa

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