.Each summer weâd slumber in caravans
While our folks would drink casks and curse the sand.
I noticed him staring at the ceiling like Gene Vincent
Singing to a crowd
For a girl of 14 I thought I knew I would meet
Someone with a thought that was free of TV
Leering and aff.
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