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I'm painting up my face and nails 
with just a touch of teen.
Cos' Mama's inspection never fails;
of child and adult I'm in between.

Daddy answers the door below;
a nervous young man appears.
Glaring with a fatherly glow
dear old dad nearly brought him to tears!

Quickly I brush my hair once more
and down the stairs I fly.
Bye we say and we're out the door;
I swear I saw my mama cry!

Off we go in his silver caddy
and I ask him where we're going.
I'm sweet sixteen and free of Daddy
so I guess my excitement was showing.

To a movie and casual dinner
is what this boy had planned.
I said "sounds like a winner" 
and thus the flames were fanned.

He treated me to a burger and fries;
afterwards we shared a kiss.
All you could hear were panting sighs;
my practice pillow never felt like this!

A very special night of firsts-
my first kiss, my first date.
The night rolled on with happy bursts
until it grew to be late.

I never wanted all this to end-
thought I was falling in love!
Impressionable it was easy to send
my heart up to heaven above

And so that was my very first date-
finally at home I did arrive.
Daddy was waiting by the front gate
to make sure his little girl was alive!



for Frank H's contest "First Date"

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