First Date
'Twas for a freshman dance called Turnabout,
Her invitation was such a surprise;
She was tall and fair, exuding social grace,
A bashful jock was I, so out-of-place.
Her brother drove us, a gallant gesture,
I actually sat down next to him!
Left her fuming alone in the back seat,
Fighting off tears, smiling a smile so grim.
The moon shone bright, the stars brightly twinkling,
Heaven-sent alluring constellations;
Comets and meteors painted the sky,
Midst planets with dazzling rotations.
Whilst down on Earth, a fair maiden's distress
Let disappointment her fair cheek caress.
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2018
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