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David W Clare Dec 2016
By: David W. Clare

She always bugs me
Makes me crazy...

Sushi IS my second favorite thing to eat!

Her best friend wants to **** me in bed!
Perhaps that's the best place to die!

The way that dumb broad talks, makes a man wanna put a gun to his head!

Choose your weapons carefully, it's war in any relationship these days...

Savvy girl power, can break a fools heart in less time than it takes to tie your shoes!

Rather than turn gay, I decided to leave her and walk away...

Her mother resembled an old man with a moustache!

Making my life's plans crash, like making a broken down flop-house bed...

The laundrymat was closed when I checked in to the No Tell Motel...

The cold weather wind started to howl...

I remember that strange smell like someone forgot to throw in the towel...


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(P) FilmNoirWorks
Hollywood 1940 FILMS & Novels turned in to original Film Noir poetry by. D. Clare
Las Vegas USA ...fresh from Bangkok

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