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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required POTW 1 Oct 2018 Gossip about her swept the school yard through “Hey if you’ve got what it takes There’s this girl named Sue For a pack of smokes or a drink or two She’ll kiss you ~ she’ll please you like no other girl can do” Her fuchsia glossed lips Matched the colour of her hair Her legs went on forever She had a self-assured flair He yearned for those baby blues to stray his way How did the cool guys snare girls come what may? Dreams on his pillow a teenage fantasy Were seconds away from becoming a manly reality She promised to meet him in the park one night Two packs of Marlboro’s Under the pale moonlight A brief kiss on the lips then as she swiftly turned to go He yanked her back hard and as she fell to the floor A fantasy was shattered Hopes tossed away ~ abused Feelings of rejection Cast aside and confused He lived in an era Where double standards were applauded Girls were shamed For going all the way Boys rewarded However integrity doesn’t stoop to lows no need to impress Head high as he walked it was not worth the stress The journey was his ~ along this untrodden road Tomorrow ~ todays rejection would be yesterday’s episode Every step away from her was a gentle elixir Then came her words on the wind ~ barely a whisper ‘Hey ~ I’m a virgin too ~ and a skank I’m not They sully my name and my character they blot The smokes are for my mum it eases her pain And for my sick Ma I’ll do this again and again’ Continued in 'Tears on her pillow'...
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