This is an ode to the one who is dead to the one we owe for the life he had led. Hugh Hefner is dead the man many women would love to hate and every man would love to have lived in his place. A life of sin he led in his playboy estate where each his own in awe of his fate. Whatever anyone has said, he lived his life and changed our own for better or for worse this is still to be said. But one thing for sure he changed the world from the confines of his bed with the ladies who shed and showed their love in order to be heard.
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very nice poem
I second that
I agree