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Hormones and rhyming dictionaries seem to go together. Let's celebrate this by publishing the poems you wrote as a teenager.

(, Thu 11 Aug 2005, 14:49)
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Sara's Big Night Out
Sara's Big Night Out

She eats another snickers,
Tucks the laces into her kickers,
Checks her hair and make up and she's ready to go out.

Arriving at the pub, she orders half a larger,
And settles with all her mates at the bar,
They drink and laugh and smoke and swear and fall about.

Knowing all the words to all the songs on the jukebox,
The barman eyes up her friend, they laugh and so he stops,
Going in pairs to the ladies, when music fades they still shout.

They're looking a bit tarty but these days that's just arty,
And besides; Angie's sister Marty has taught them all a little Karate,
So if some bloke gets lairy, they'll take him on & knock him out.

Tina's got a problem, she's arguing with some girl she don't know,
The girl's lad is looking bothered, he don't wanna make a show,
But the two girls are laughing & forgotten what it was all about.

Then in walks Sara's reason for being here,
At first she thinks she'll perhaps buy him a beer,
Instead she knocks back another Vodka and sorts her skirt out.

He's standing with his mates the other side of the bar,
He's wearing Adidas - makes him look groovy & the walk seem so far.
But Sara's on a mission, planing just to kiss him and ask him out.

Sara's got her TopShop look and she's gonna make a play for him,
She's read the book and she knows just what to say to him,
She checks her mates are watching, no way she'll get blown out.

Sara knows she shouldn't be so forward, it's not right,
But she also knows it's more lady-like to smoke lights,
So she sensuously and slowly blows the smoke out.

That's the way it is on,
Sara's big night out,
And she knows that boy is hers,
She just wants a man who'll look good on her arm,
A boy to walk her home at night,
A fella good for kissing,
Maybe a little missing,
A bloke she can talk about with her mates,
A bloke she can talk about,
A bloke she can shout about,
'Cos it's Sara's big night out.


10 years on and the Sara's still the same.
ChePen
(, Tue 16 Aug 2005, 14:18, Reply)

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