jimmy's new poem book
Seventeen Again
You'll never be seventeen again. Nor will I.
You'll never argue with me over music. I'll never face the trauma of her saying, "I'm pregnant."
You'll never drive your wreck of a white Ford Escort Mk3. I'll never work in the MG car garage.
You'll never try to make me fight in the pub. I'll never see Status Quo live.
You'll never pretend to be my friend. I'll never own and drive a rally prepped red Fiat 127.
None of us will ever be seventeen again.
You'll never be seventeen again. Nor will I.
You'll never argue with me over music. I'll never face the trauma of her saying, "I'm pregnant."
You'll never drive your wreck of a white Ford Escort Mk3. I'll never work in the MG car garage.
You'll never try to make me fight in the pub. I'll never see Status Quo live.
You'll never pretend to be my friend. I'll never own and drive a rally prepped red Fiat 127.
None of us will ever be seventeen again.
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