This poem is a 100% true story:
A girl sporting boots, too cute to be moot,
seemed quite happy and gay.
We talked to our bud, I got my sub,
and began filling up my drink.
The guy could see that she had no ID
with which to get her discount.
But he cut her some slack, since she had a backpack.
I said "What if she's still in highschool?"
She turned and said "thanks" as i fondled my change,
unsure of my character to date.
"That's a long way to walk." She said with slight balk.
Being a genius, I left without asking if she wanted a ride.
Dang those boots were cute.
Hit me up on facebook, gurl.
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