From Drunk Pete Diary Poem by Adeosun Olamide

From Drunk Pete Diary



I died drunk
With my peter in a balloon
The angel asked my name
With attitudes I ignored
And sauntered heavens road
You are sexy- I said to one
We could together be
The angel smiled
Was thrilled and tripping- I guess
Beckoned to self as flutter on
Perhaps to surmount temptation
Returned back earth
I see Angels each night
To satisfy many urges theirs
And pay mine?
-Returns each time expire reach

Saturday, December 27, 2014
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