A First Date
With quivering hearth and shaking legs
youthful courage fought with fear
I stood there quaking loving learning
hoping yearning wanting more
how many chances out of ten
were I to ask you out
without a hint of hesitation
she said I'd give you eight
I thought well that is high enough
and settled down to make the date
we settled on a Friday night
I'd pick her up at sea side pub
she waited out I waited in
we missed that first night out
First Date Competition
Brenda Chiri
8.2.2018
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