Talking about poetry, when Robin and I were dating and still in H.S. I wrote her a poem. She turned it into the school newspaper, the Spartan and it was published.
Being that we went to different schools, her submitting it was no problem. Now, if it would have ended up in our high school paper, the Lancer, that would have been a different story, I had an image to keep up and writing poetry was not what a jock would do.
Recently we were going through some old stuff from back in the day when we were dating and I can't believe how many poems Im wrote to her. Things like, Roses are red and violets are blue kind of stuff, not Edgar Allan Poe stuff, but right from the heart.
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Firstly, I put this on everything, I wish I would've been a cheerleader!! Dude I made fun of those guys!!!!
Joke's on me
Where's the poem? You can't tell me that story and the whole cross-school thing and have me eating out fo your hand just to leave me High..... and dry.
Where's the poem?