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Well the cemetery is always a good place to pick flowers Jay, but this is a good example.
posted by
C_C_T
on September 5, 2012 at 11:24 AM
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Overall, you desribe growing up in this poem so well.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on September 5, 2012 at 10:39 AM
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Young men get by like old ones when times are tough! Romance goes on anyway. 
posted by
mariss9
on September 5, 2012 at 10:02 AM
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well I must say that observing my two sons as they passed through puberty
that they had found they had developed a new and perfectly wonderful new toy and like any kid, were determined to Play.
posted by
Kabu
on September 5, 2012 at 8:26 AM
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Well, maybe that's what "cheap" young men do! 
posted by
JimmyA
on September 5, 2012 at 8:26 AM
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UtahJay
Young men whose fancies turn to love in spring become fancy pants old men. And that’s life Jay. BC-A, Bill’s R®st
posted by
BC-A
on September 5, 2012 at 6:13 AM
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Thank you for a nice refresher of memory.
posted by
Chuck_E_Ibrahim
on September 5, 2012 at 3:52 AM
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Nice account of a busy dizzy time! For reasons I won't go into here,
it took place for me somewhat later in life, mostly.
posted by
2902
on September 4, 2012 at 10:59 PM
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