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Remember When
The fondest memory of a young boy’s drive, Are those things reminding us we are alive, As when those physics of natural fortitude, Rise up to the occasion and start to protrude. Seemingly the notion is quite uncontrollable, The mind that takes over is quite consolable, `T was Love gave us the procreating urge, Assumption is such, why should we not spurge? As was this friend of mine who’s name was Berg, With every young lady he saw, wanted to spurge, He did saddled himself with three kids and a wife, Which is fine if mature ,but if not ruins one’s life. Another fond memory of a young boy alive, Is all those hot rod cars that he use to drive, One of my dearest friends lost his life, where and when? High school graduation on Bayou creek bend. A four in the floor and a fifth under the seat, Young boys feel like such a feat is quite neat, Driving while drunk chancy rich price to pay, Same as being too young when one hit’s the hay! This story has no glory, though all parts are true, Parents seriously need to teach children good pursue, Apple of God’s eye, tooth for tooth, an eye for an eye, We have not mercy, when it is judgments we cry! For Contest: Fondest Memory In Honor of: Frank Herrera
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