The smile that had a tendency to interrupt your damn near everything
We don’t suppose she might allow us to delve a little deeper perhaps – deliciously so – and touch these lips with our very own adolescent instruments, never been kissed and certainly not like this
Otherwise imagination will have to remain these seven boy wonders’ badge of lukewarm honour
Nothing ever like the real thing indeed
And then they will sit slumped for the umpteenth time – smokes in hand amidst a barrel of cafeteria laughs – and breathe some brand new dreams at that
Their very own Mrs. Robinson and she knows it only too well
And then, low and behold, her top button gets to popping – when fourteen besotted eyes stare to the ceiling and thank the Lord for supposed small mercies
Thirsty work but someone’s gotta do it

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