Kathryn Asbury

(Moorpark, CA, USA)

Jersey City Drummer - Poem by Kathryn Asbury

When I was sixteen, cohortin' with kids on my street,
Johnny P. was two years younger than me,
and so good and sweet.
Walkin' home with him, I happened to confide,
I was fancy free, no boyfriend at my side.
I became a victim of his suggestion.
He said it was a match, to go out with his drum teacher.
A plan he'd try to hatch.
After giving lessons, he'd park in front of my house,
just to see if I'd go out -
with him - Mr. Slick, who strutted all about.
"I come from Jersey City - a man of twenty-one."
And so I relented - got in the car -
we went around the block.
"You know I'm too young - Please, these
Advances have to stop
Jersey City drummer - I'm too young for you,
you're livin' in the fast lane,
And you're wonderin' what you're goin' to do.

Comments about Jersey City Drummer by Kathryn Asbury

  • (7/16/2007 2:29:00 PM)

    'Great job! '

    If that your real last name,
    We have something in common.
    I'm from Asbury Park, NJ
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003

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