I stare at a pair of bare pears.
And in despair, I sit in my chair, staring at a pair of bare pears
Though the pears aren't yet aware that they're there for me to stare.
The pair of bare pears wear a pair of underwear.
The bare pears flare as they rock what they wear.
And their luscious locks of hair, those pears wear wigs.
It's not fair of those pears to not share any of it with me.
Two bare pears, so baron, starin' at me.
With their sunglasses, watching me in my chair. As I stare back at the pair of bare pears.
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Neat Bites (Chapbook) Complete
Historia CortaIf you don't know what a chapbook is. it's a book full of an artists favorite accomplishments of shorter pieces of art. so here is my first chapbook full of poems I made for you guys. Hope you enjoy it! (Always Updating)
