In Jude's Dream
In my dream
Jude is riding
a 64 red mustang
convertible with
white upholstery.
The beatles are
roaring
All my lovin'
its throaty roar
at eighty mph
caused a squeal of
delight from my
passenger
Ellie Whitehead
only the hottest girl
in my school.
I have been
fantasizing about her
for weeks.
Wow! I am seventeen again.
I love this dream.
the alarm clock
vibrates with a
mean spirited
vengengence.
I awake rudely.
I kiss the
middle aged lady
in my bed
and whisper
rise and shine
Ellie my love.
it's a brand new day.
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