That woman from old New York

poem by: Andrew Shepherd
Written on Nov 29, 2018 

Riposte of a wasp
And the shake of a snake
That woman from old New York

Hair flowing and it’s glowing
Eyes blue staring at you
That woman from old New York

Dressed neat but bitter sweet
Lipstick red to knock em dead
That woman from old New York

Beauty and the beast do feast
And she’s an enigma but I love her
That woman from old New York

 

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