Boyfriend of the Seventies
My boyfriend booked in his
MGB.
He was bummed out when he
couldn’t be with me.
He burnt rubber that was just
his way.
I didn’t have bread, so he
had to pay.
He was no dweeb. He was
cool.
He was a hunk in our small
high school.
We went together four
years of our past.
We had fun making out, but
we didn’t last.
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