The Vinaceous Valentine 1956
The Vinaceous Valentine 1956
As Remembered: by Tom
2-24-2020
Nothing hurt more than perfidy of this friend,
I can still hear her words, “you are so uncouth.”
but it didn’t take too long for my heart to mend,
what rendered the pain, was that it wasn’t the truth.
How refined could either be at age sixteen
not old enough to avoid a tongue twister.
Though I still thought of her as my beauty queen
I proceeded to see her younger sister.
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