Quadruple Haiku
I stole my first kiss,
was running away as I
heard, “COME BACK LET’S PLAY!”
I’ve learned over time,
resist certain invites but
“NEVER A GOOD TIME!”
Went back to her house
thinking she was a good time
but I’ll never know.
Her mama was there.
Instead of coming, I went!
Haven’t been back since.
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