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It was too real that night the night we left the dance the first night I ever thought I was going to make things happen. We had plans to get hammered. It was if the gymnasium had been lacking in all of its fanfare that year except for the fact that I had danced with a girl. She had short curling hair Together we had learned to speak and write Japanese Doitachmaschte and Sayonara. Hiragana and Katakana. She wore a black dress with a white rose wrist corsage. I wore my white suit with black pinstripes and her floral adornment.

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rdfs:comment	It was too real that night the night we left the dance the first night I ever thought I was going to make things happen. We had plans to get hammered. It was if the gymnasium had been lacking in all of its fanfare that year except for the fact that I had danced with a girl. She had short curling hair Together we had learned to speak and write Japanese Doitachmaschte and Sayonara. Hiragana and Katakana. She wore a black dress with a white rose wrist corsage. I wore my white suit with black pinstripes and her floral adornment.
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abstract	It was too real that night the night we left the dance the first night I ever thought I was going to make things happen. We had plans to get hammered. It was if the gymnasium had been lacking in all of its fanfare that year except for the fact that I had danced with a girl. She had short curling hair Together we had learned to speak and write Japanese Doitachmaschte and Sayonara. Hiragana and Katakana. She wore a black dress with a white rose wrist corsage. I wore my white suit with black pinstripes and her floral adornment. They played one or two songs that defined the time Information Society - Pure Energy And we danced to everything slow Titles I can't remember : Except for Stairway to Heaven. So we left together and climbed into Mom and Dad's red wagon and slowly pulled onto Portage. I took Ferry and decided to follow 16th back to Pine. That's when the laughing started A slightly intoxicated laughter broke through the back And as I turned to see what was happening The shadows crept over the stop sign at Walnut. So there we were 20 feet from clear of the other side of Walnut And my foot finally hit the brake pedal. The car stopped. Terrors of twisted limbs massacred my neurons as I saw the light Twin beams flashing toward us at 40 miles an hour. My foot wouldn't move. And then Fender contacted Axle. Everything was in motion Welcome to the Jungle But somehow we just bounced left and stopped And everyone was still uniform. There were flashing lights before I could open my door A man with a hat a flashlight and a Gun I got out and talked with him I had checked to make sure we were all ok. It was a man who lived on my paper route He asked me if I had been drinking I said no And he wrote me a ticket for failing to yield right of way. The other driver had been speeding and he had been following her Just our luck right? Not Exactly. The Axle absorbed the massive force of the other car but it cost $800.00 to repair I had to work it off that year And Charlene seemed to vanish after Rob and Karen helped me get her home. Ike and I rode the bus for a couple of weeks I'm still not sure I'm over it though It's not exactly like bumping into that first telephone pole It's something a little closer to Falling "off target" in Skydiver.

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