Inflatable pool, swiggin’ Dad’s beer,
kissed my Godmother’s daughter,
‘How cute!’, Dad took a photo,
later on, my best friend would snatch it,
and then it did the school rounds.
‘This Gold nugget is yours’, Cathy said,
‘If you kiss me.’
we smooched behind the decrepit toilet block
she tossed me my beautiful reward
kids called us both tarts
I wish I kept that gold-painted bitumen.
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“The more I live, the more I learn. The more I learn, the more I realize, the less I know.”- Michel Legrand
Where’s a bit of that bitumen? Great poem!
I did hold onto if for a while until I had to sell it for a modest fortune. Ty Bruce.