Tonight's Poet Corner: Caught In The '90s
Caught In The '90s
by Belinda Roddie
Here we are
holding hands at the baseball game
wasting quarters on the old arcade
sharing secrets over Gatorade
like all dumb teenagers do
Here we talk
about war and stupid politics
about the TV shows we like to skip
and all the boy bands that make us sick
to our stomachs at eleven at night
And here we drive
where the dirt road grows too thin
and the lake's so cold that you
just can't swim in it, but I'll
hold you just along its rim and
sing you tunes from the radio
And I kiss you once
just to make you smile
and I'll say goodbye at the bus stop.
I'll be seeing you in a second life
where it's totally legal for you
to be my wife
by Belinda Roddie
Here we are
holding hands at the baseball game
wasting quarters on the old arcade
sharing secrets over Gatorade
like all dumb teenagers do
Here we talk
about war and stupid politics
about the TV shows we like to skip
and all the boy bands that make us sick
to our stomachs at eleven at night
And here we drive
where the dirt road grows too thin
and the lake's so cold that you
just can't swim in it, but I'll
hold you just along its rim and
sing you tunes from the radio
And I kiss you once
just to make you smile
and I'll say goodbye at the bus stop.
I'll be seeing you in a second life
where it's totally legal for you
to be my wife
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