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Array ( [sid] => 81568 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Seventeen [time] => 2005-01-26 12:53:49 [hometext] => We were all seventeen [bodytext] => Seventeen, spotty, really funny hair,
Not sure what I was doing there,
It was only by coincidental chance,
That I was at this local dance.

Asked for a snog behind the bike shed,
She said yes and was easily led,
What she did with her tongue was rude,
Luckily with no trace of previous food.

When I pressed further and tried to grope,
She told me not to be such a dope,
Inside me stomach twisted and churned,
Or was it a bad meal and heartburn?

Suddenly seventeen going on happy,
Ahead, marriage, mortgage and nappy,
Told myself to slow down don’t be a fool,
But she had me all het up, not quite so cool.

Asked when I could see her again,
Said on Tuesday down by market lane,
Both arrived at the same time,
Shared a drink, two straws, lager and lime.

Her smile was real and I was drawn in,
It suggested move closer to original sin,
And she told me that I was alright,
Wish I could have stayed with her all night.

Well the long and short of it all,
I haven’t made myself look a fool,
Although no reading of wedding banns,
We’re still going out and now holding hands.
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Seventeen

Contributed by jonteD on Wednesday, 26th January 2005 @ 12:53:49 PM in AEST
Topic: HumorPoetry



Seventeen, spotty, really funny hair,
Not sure what I was doing there,
It was only by coincidental chance,
That I was at this local dance.

Asked for a snog behind the bike shed,
She said yes and was easily led,
What she did with her tongue was rude,
Luckily with no trace of previous food.

When I pressed further and tried to grope,
She told me not to be such a dope,
Inside me stomach twisted and churned,
Or was it a bad meal and heartburn?

Suddenly seventeen going on happy,
Ahead, marriage, mortgage and nappy,
Told myself to slow down don’t be a fool,
But she had me all het up, not quite so cool.

Asked when I could see her again,
Said on Tuesday down by market lane,
Both arrived at the same time,
Shared a drink, two straws, lager and lime.

Her smile was real and I was drawn in,
It suggested move closer to original sin,
And she told me that I was alright,
Wish I could have stayed with her all night.

Well the long and short of it all,
I haven’t made myself look a fool,
Although no reading of wedding banns,
We’re still going out and now holding hands.




Copyright © jonteD ... [ 2005-01-26 12:53:49]
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Re: Seventeen (User Rating: 1 )
by Rashi4Evie66 on Wednesday, 26th January 2005 @ 01:11:08 PM AEST
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I LOVE this poem!! I love it becasue it tells about an exciting chapter in your life that meant alot to you and it still does. And it's always good to remember times that REALLY mean alot to you and the one you love. Kepp up the good work.-Rashi4Evie


Re: Seventeen (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_K on Wednesday, 26th January 2005 @ 01:19:56 PM AEST
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Awwww I loved this Jon.... It is so sweet a write....
Ahhh to be 17 again...... or even 27...lol
Hugs
Jenni


Re: Seventeen (User Rating: 1 )
by lostinmyself on Wednesday, 26th January 2005 @ 02:23:40 PM AEST
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Awww, this is so sweet.
Well, I'm glad it worked out for you both.
I guess we all have out little cherished memories of when we were 17.
Great write,
*hugs* Phil xxx




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