Teenage Fantasy

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    Teenage Fantasy

    She came in through the bedroom window
    My brain told me trouble would follow
    She was quick to let me know
    She would spit but she would not swallow

    My teenage hormones were going crazy
    And I had no idea what to do
    This was not a time to be lazy
    Then she touched me and I quickly blew

    Her face displaced a sly smile
    My thoughts started moving fast
    She grabbed a dirty shirt from the pile
    Then said this trip would not be her last

    She went back out the bedroom window
    I didn't even get her name
    To this day I still don't know
    What was the point of her little game

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    Oblaidon commented on Teenage Fantasy

    08-07-2009

    Um, were you the female? Another alternate last two line, "To this day I don't know why She never came back what a shame." Your poem does have wit.

    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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