February 11th…“WHO WAS YOUR VERY FIRST GIRLFRIEND?”
POEM – “Through These Doors” by N. Elliott Noorlun
Through these doors, And down the hall,
I found my First Grade class.
I also found a feminine buddy,
A friendly little lass.
Marietta Lacher was her name,
I still remember well,
True, girls had germs, And maybe worms,
But I still liked her, Can’t ya tell?
Though when I rode home, On our old bus,
It was no easy task,
The High School boys, Made lots of noise,
In the questions they would ask!
“Are you in love?”, “Is she your gal?”,
They’d tease me without ending,
But worst of all, They’d recite all,
Of verse that had me bending.
“Marietta n Elliott, Sittin’ in a tree,
K I S S I N G!”,
“First comes love, Then comes marriage,
Then comes babes in a baby carriage!”
T’weren’t no fun bein’ friendly,
When little in First Grade,
Especially when, Those mean young men,
Towards me their tortures laid! :o(