Poems of Lighthouse Bob
The Adulteress Woman #423
The Adulteress Woman Forest so great come to naught by a spark. “Oh, come to me gently. Oh, come take my heart.” The mountains are crumbling to flames in the dark. “Love, hold my hand softly that we'd never part.” The barriers have fallen. The whole town's aware. “Please, just one more kiss, our passions will flare.” People are running as fear fills the air. "Oh, come, come, my darling, with love we'll make art." "Gather your treasures, your kids and your wife … The whole town's a burnin'! Get out with your life!” |
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The Adulteress Woman #423
The Adulteress Woman #423
