Senior Prom

The Senior Prom was the social event of the school year! I approached the occasion with great humility and fear. Never knowing if I could get a date caused me apprehension, But finding someone to go greatly eased my tension! So many things for this momentous gala to prepare. Rent a tuxedo and to the barber to clip my hair. 'Round the room with sister to practice the dance, And brush up on the social skills my suavity to enhance! As the great day neared I washed and waxed the car. Everything must be perfect, nothing the affair to mar. I shined my shoes and chose a corsage for a dollar; Never mind that I didn't coordinate with her the color! I donned my ill-fitting tux and reeked of Old Spice. Her Mom greeted me saying, "My, you look nice!" Swishing into the room perfectly coifed, in elegant gown, Tottering on high heels, she tripped and nearly fell down! At the banquet in the gym I tried to do my very best, But despite it all, managed to slop sauce upon my vest! Although there were chaperones and frustrations galore, 'Twas worth it all as she kissed me goodnight at her front door! Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired (© All Rights Reserved)