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Submitted: Apr 9, 2008 Reads: 75 Comments: 9 Likes: 5
You were the smart one in class.
We walked to church for instructions in the first.
Footsie games under the table.
My spelling was unable.
SUSAN CARTER was your name.
A relative of WYATT EARP drove us insane.
There were many stars after your name.
The dunce cap was my mane.
You gave me crib answers in gum wrappers.
My wings were just not flappers.
Your nickname was BRONCO.
I watched THE LONE RANGER & TONTO.
Zacherly was the talk of the class.
I graduated about next to last.
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Now listen asshole, I like this okay and I get the theme, when I was in kindrgarten there was a girl called Linda who was also my next door neighbour, and well we had a baby fondness but the older girls from the secondary school, or high school as you would call it next to us used to make a marriage scenario for us and make us act out the ceremony of marriage even though we were still babies of 6 and 7, so take this as my being nice to you and Do Not respond with praying shit talk motherfucker.
Posted: Apr 11, 2008
(smiles) this is very good! sweet! and I got a chuckle :-) very, very cute poewhit! I hope you ahve a very nice day...katie
As to the comment above;
you can pray my way anyday (smiles)
Posted: Apr 12, 2008
...just like I remembered it...but I was the Susan Carter... :)
JoKa
Evelyn
Posted: Apr 15, 2008
Nice. I like the way you have described first love from the eyes of a kindergarten kid.
Posted: Apr 15, 2008
Ah you made me giggle. Maybe that isn't the proper response. But all I could see and remember was my Elememtary School love, his name was Ricky. Everyday for two weeks he brought me cinnamon candy. What a sweet, but "spicy" (the cinnamon) memory.
As for praying and the first comment. My friend, the world needs prayers. I need prayers and say prayers daily. Bless you dear one.
Posted: Apr 16, 2008
Yes.
Good rhythm
Go
We want more.
Posted: Apr 22, 2008
I like this poem very much took me back in time to my own school days. Aint the past a great place to visit.
Evelyn
Posted: May 3, 2008
Nice write, you write better than me, a lot better, keep on writing and I liked the fact that you wrote it in big bold print is a warm welcome to my eyes.
Posted: Aug 6, 2008
Well penned. I enjoyed reading this piece.
Posted: Oct 29, 2008
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