Young Love


A funny poem I have once written to a boy I thought I liked. “xxx” substitutes his name.

Waves, water, beach
xxx is about to deliver a speech
But he doesn’t know what to say
‘Cause he was blazing it all day

He gets up
He starts making up

Everybody is silent
The Professor looks like he’s about to get violent

The Professor hugs xxx
He almost shed a tear
Then, offered him a free beer

xxx couldn’t believe it
He thought how Mary Jane should be legit
To celebrate, he smoked two joints
Right till their end points (accompanied by his Professor)

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