(this challenge was very tough... that was a lot of words, Sherry!)

It started with the pop top hangin’ from
a shoelace ‘round my neck. A high school bum
with a motorcycle and a black eye
found me sittin’ on a hollow log. Sweet, shy…

By the riverbank, that bad boy lay me
down. Stardust in my eyes, alone and free,
I let that blue-eyed devil blind my sight,
shed his flip-flops, make love to me all night.

That foggy night a spider bit my ass
from the dew-dropped sweet Kentucky bluegrass.
Next mornin’ we put on our sun glasses –
(mine over newly broken eye glasses)

And we rode out to see the waterwheel
at Old Cooper’s Mill. That sealed the whole deal,
and I tap danced in my saddle shoes, high
steppin’ on the brick wall with my new guy.

That summer we had hotdogs, soda-pop,
sunset marguerites on ice box top,
cruisin’ on his brother’s motorboat fine
with his two servicemen friends drunk on wine.

I believed my beau would make it one day,
his moneymaker schemes from the freeway
stands to cockfightin’ nights, but his checkbook
had a balance like a donut hole – one look

Sent me underground to heartbreak hotel.
He called; I said I didn’t feel so well
Tired of the roller coaster, sand dunes
crashin’ down, I looked hard for ancient runes

In paperclips bent backwards to pieces,
and in meatballs I ate with my nieces.
Outside, I hit a rim shot. Things came clear.
I’d meet him at the sandbox, wipe my tear.

But when I arrived, I went ice cube cold,
he was there kissin’ my friend, Marigold.
He had on a bow tie and she was dressed
to kill. I ran home angry and depressed.

I threw my melted lipstick, Passion Pink,
in the icebox, cried in the kitchen sink,
then took my empty heart out on the town
to hokey-pokey with a circus clown.

The post office sent his letter to me
(filled with sawdust for all I cared, you see).
He loved me, wanted me back, could I tell?
I wrote back, “Not a snowball’s chance in hell.”