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Jane and the Calf Love Crisis

I couldn’t be more sure
Of all the nostalgia I’d endure,
If I were to explore
A calf love crisis
That was so hard to cure,
How your mummy knew mine,
They’d been friends
For a little time,
And the time that you explained,
Your first name was Jane.
In our local swimming pool,
I swam so close to you,
Did you smirk
To your bob-haired friend,
Between the deep and the shallow end?
So I just shyly slinked away,
Feeling such a fool that day,
Pet Clark reinforced
My bitter woe,
Singing 'My Love' on the radio.

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Free verse
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I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
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Not Explicit Content

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So great to see you, hey this is really fun, although of course not so fun almost nude in a swimming pool Infront of your crush, as I'm a women I can say that it's very possible that she absolutely did notice you, we are pretty good at hiding our eye action!

Just love this, I can't stop singing baby love , the Supremes 1964
now in my head. This poem has a really good rythm like music to it!

Thank you...Teddy

I am so glad you enjoyed this, I would have been about 9 or 10 when I had this crush, but I've never forgotten it nor the music that was around at the time, 'We Can Work it Out' by Stevie Wonder, 'Yesterday' by the Beatles, 'My Love' by Petula Clark. 'Baby Love' was around about this time too, loved that one, although my favourite of theirs was 'Ain't No Mountain High Enough'. And yes, she did notice me, it was she who came up to me first and told me about her mum knowing mine, and then she went cool on me!

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10 year old girls can be horrid! (Giggle) all in the name of growth! Hey we could have a jam, I love all the music you've mentioned and I always tell you, your stuff really wakes something in me, and today is no different thanks buddy.

Thank you...Teddy

...and truly, it means a lot, I love what you say about my verse here. There will be more, promised. Bye for now. Carl.

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