All Is Well Poem by Lamar Cole

All Is Well



As a kid he use to be so sincere.
But as a man, all he sincerely wanted to do was hump and drink beer.
He loved to drink his Bud.
A good hump always felt so good after drinking those suds.
He knew that he would probably end up in hell.
But as long as he had humping and beer, all is well.

Monday, January 7, 2019
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