Will Dockery wrote:

> Zod wrote:

>> Will Dockery wrote:
>
>>>>> >> 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 / May 8 1982
>>>>> Again, this is the official version of this poem, unedited.
>>>>>
>>>>> And again, yes, that matters.
>>>>>
>>>>

>>>> It has no bearing

>>> Again, why do you lie and misrepresent so much, Michael Pendragon?

>> My guess would be because Penhead is a natural and compulsive liar... as we all know.

> Unfortunately, that appears to be correct.

> :)

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