Juanita Poem by Lamar Cole
Juanita
Roger had died and went to hell.
His best friend Reggie met him and wanted to kick his butt.
He said, you thought that I had forgotten how you betrayed me.
You stole Juanita the love of my life.
She was the only girl in the world for me.
Burn here in hell you rotten piece of crap.
Saturday, November 21, 2020
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4/19/2024 9:06:55 PM # 1.0.0.1119
It was Juanita the double crosser who should go burn.