The Good Old Times
(none fiction)
Young and stupid old and wise.
I did my first piecing myself.
Young and stupid old and wise.
Followed by my second piecing from a dare.
My nose felt like it was on fire and that piercing took me a week.
Young and stupid old and wise.
Followed by my third piecing of my tongue on a bet.dad did not approve.took it off now to keep it a secret from my son.
Ouch! my tongue hurt and sore for a week and could not speak.
Young and stupid old and wise.
Saw my first **** magazine as I hid under a table with my sister. I'll say never again.
Young and stupid old and wise.
Try to learn how to ride a regular bike. Well I'll say it did not go well.got knock in to a gate.
Young and stupid old and wise.
Is baggy clothes still in stile?. For that use to be my thing.
Young and stupid old and wise.
Got caught by my first ex-boyfriend mother. When we both try to do the deed.
Young and stupid old and wise
When you think it was cool to wear your stoking to hold your
Ponytail before going in a roller coaster ride. Well it came right off before the ride was over. Ohhhh boy! I had to pretend it wasn't mine.while the red pantyhose lies there.
Young and stupid old and wise.
now its my son turn to be young and stupid. i see.
There's more but it will take more pages than this.Ahh! The good old times.
Copyright © Nagella Jean-Baptiste | Year Posted 2017
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment