A. Hood
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He sits on a park benchA Poem by A. Hood |
You're not in my bedA Poem by A. Hood |
You borrowed my car with a wink and a smileA Poem by A. HoodOne of many poems about an ex-girlfriend. |
Two A.M. and a Faded Picture FrameA Poem by A. Hood |
native americans, indians, whateverA Poem by A. Hood |
i dont careA Poem by A. Hood |