From Primary <br />to Secondary Modern <br /> <br />he longed for her <br />but she never ever <br /> <br />saw him <br />as anything but <br /> <br />'that annoying annoying <br />little boy! ' <br /> <br />Puberty found her <br />a hit <br /> <br />behind the bikeshed <br />with all of his mates <br /> <br />she had a sound <br />business sense <br /> <br />showed her tits <br />for sixpence <br /> <br />fanny for a shilling. <br /> <br />She was making <br />a killing. <br /> <br />It was the same <br />again at Uni <br /> <br />the miniest <br />of minis <br /> <br />the lowest cut <br />(like a swift upper cut) <br />of blouses <br /> <br />perched like <br />an erotic bird <br /> <br />of Paradise <br />on some greesy geeyser's <br /> <br />macho monster motorcycle. <br /> <br />One drunken <br />encounter in the student bar <br /> <br />he went for bust <br />but got a resounding <br /> <br />slap across the kisser. <br /> <br />She drew blood <br />and howls of laughter. <br /> <br />It was only after <br />she pitied him <br /> <br />his red face <br />the roars of his mates <br /> <br />his almost inaudible <br />'love you' whisper <br /> <br />that...that <br />she fell for him <br /> <br />felt for him <br />what he felt for her. <br /> <br />And that was when <br />she asked if <br />(he would like) <br /> <br />to marry <br />her. <br /> <br />Half pissed <br />he croaked 'Yes! ' <br /> <br />And then 'Yes! ' again <br />when he was sober. <br /> <br />And believe it or not <br />they tied the knot <br /> <br />living happily in <br />Clapham ever after.<br /><br />Dónall Dempsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/clapham-ever-after/
