When In Rome

When In Rome long poem

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Uptown or downtown somebody
Wants to touch your body
Somebody wants to get a little
Naughty so who ever you’re with
May not be your fantasy lover but
When you have a rock hard, hard on
It tends to have a life of it’s
Own so when it’s all up in your face
Take what you can get and have fun,
Yeah just have fun and get ya some
Uptown or downtown whenever WHEN
IN ROME…
You could be a young boy or girl on your
First date, two freshmen roommates, an
Older doctor and a hot and young sexy
Nurse finding themselves alone together
Working late or a policeman on patrol
Looking for someone willing to give him
A blowjob just to get out of a ticket, he
Doesn’t care who just someone willing to
Cooperate and accommodate…
Everybody’s looking to get them some
So go on now and have some fun yeah
And get ya some…
Uptown or downtown somebody
Wants to touch your body
Somebody wants to get a little
Naughty so who ever you’re with
May not be your fantasy lover but
When you have a rock hard, hard on
It tends to have a life of it’s
Own so when it’s all up in your face
Take what you can get and have fun,
Yeah just have fun and get ya some
Uptown or downtown whenever WHEN
IN ROME…

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Bo Lanier is from Chattanooga, Tennessee and has become an established poet with five books to his credit that were published in Canada. He received several achievement awards in creative writing through poetry.com and has recently published two eBooks and one paperback book through Lulu.com. After a nine year hiatus, Bo returned to publishing his poems with a new outlook and fresh ideas. His other talents include singing and songwriting.
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