Treasure Island

Pam Fraser


Pickles Are Green


Roses are red
pickles are green
I love his legs
and what's in between
I like his smile
I like his style
I like his body mass
but most of all
I like his ass! ! ! !

Submitted: Saturday, February 05, 2005
Edited: Tuesday, April 27, 2010

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  • Anong All (2/5/2005 6:46:00 PM)

    Hello Pam,
    I have read some of your poems. This one is quite different then your others.., makes me wonder. You have specified that the pickle is green.., but is it sour or sweet...
    Very interesting, indeed...! !
    With Respect,
    Jodilee (Report) Reply

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