Pipoy, Susan, Marlon

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English poems

PIPOY



Lover Boy Pipoy

Was a boy, not a toy

But the girls always leave him

Alone and crying in grim





SUSAN



Little girl Susan

She played in the sun

Her skin soon was hurting

It was red and burning



MARLON



Pretty boy Marlon

He plays the Cajun

Music was his life

‘Til his band left him in strife

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