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   I Met A Girl   
      
   I met a girl   
   she came from California.   
   It was in a dream   
   we knew each other instantly.   
   She was a little freckled girl   
   from out of   
   my high school past.   
      
   And she looked up at me   
   and talked real spacey.   
   I've forgotten her name   
   though she told it to me twice.   
      
   We talked   
   a really detached situation.   
   She said years ago   
   I was so shy   
   she thought I was gay.   
   At this point I kissed her   
   and put my finger to her hole.   
      
   And she looked up at me   
   and talked real spacey.   
   I have forgotten her name   
   though she told it to me twice.   
      
   I don't know why it was   
   that I would think of her.   
   I made a couple of puns   
   about her name that made me blush.   
   But her softness in tone   
   made me feel all right.   
      
   All I want to do   
   is get in contact.   
      
   -Will Dockery   
      
   --   
   Poetry and songs of Will Dockery:   
   https://www.reverbnation.com/willdockery   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)