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A poem of youth and seduction. |
We met on the fairway, not an auspicious start. How was I to know? You tried to steal my heart. You bought cotton candy, won a bear with rings tossed. You wanted an angel, tried your luck and then lost. We rode on the Big Wheel. You held me close and tight. I soon was to worry. It didn't seem just right. Then the roller coaster, was faster than the wheel. Your hands began to roam; You tried to cop a feel. When the ride was over, the bars soon slid away. I slapped your evil face, and then went on my way. |