To Beverly Bank
And hot August skies
Flinging on down
old Devil’s hill
Gripping green tape
And ready to spill
And I shouldn’t have left
my favorite 10 speed
My varsity bike
all shiny and green
On the Prospect back porch
unlocked for the night
Without a mean dog
or even a light
To keep out old Charlie,
Fulloflove indeed
My bike in exchange
for a bagful of weed
aaww...I lost many a thing to the Fullaloves too. Even my ten speed.
ReplyDeleteEditor's note: Fulloflove was a real last name, and it seemed leitimate enough in the 1970's.
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