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Sunday, April 15, 2018
sophomoric wisdom
how i met gg, gosh, so long ago
here comes the rhyme we dunno we dunno
we were Pioneers, 17, 15
doing physiology with Baudelaire's dead spleen
poems on her wall, her parents tre cool
university dad, he got his own drools
how they didn't know it me in the window 2 am
parked my 280 100 yards down the bend
making love or just loving, in her window in her heart
then back on gravel roads to AP smarts
we lived out country, the highways long and straight
our late night engines shouldabeen been a closed debate
one time coming back home, gg's kiss still my water throbs,
a hundred troopers faced off a gun loon lost his knob
as chapter dunce, i must relate
made out with tammy, gg turned all hate
sophomoric wisdom not such a shallow queen
when fools no more worldly show their bitter green
all those scribbles unabashed,
hope the sheetrock's gone
hope and will, the young untrashed
met this gg song
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