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Small Kiss, Big Embarrassment
Mrs. Lenihan told us to put away our books,
It was recess time,
The small crowd of second graders stampeded the cubbies,
Hurrying to zip up our jackets and grab our footballs and jump ropes,
We ran outside,
The sound of high pitched screams like sick birds,
I saw the little quiet blonde girl playing four square,
I walked slowly toward her and asked the question that is now awkward,
Can I kiss you? ,
She giggled and walked with me around the corner,
Can you blame me? ,
I was ten times more curious than george,
And willing to explore more than dora...