Job
27 August, 2017
Author: Lamar Cole
Sean could be heard bellowing like a ram.
When the doctor was giving him his prostate exam.
One would have thought that he would have acted more like a man.
But he raised more hell than a broken fan.
Sean put more fright into the doctor than a mob.
But the doctor was only doing his job.
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