Sweet Immature Love

by layla   Sep 1, 2012


James enjoys dirt, his clothes stay a mess
cars, planes, and trains, but likes this girl Jess
Jess is his neighbor, taunts and he tease
climbing big trunks, a full grown oak tree

he runs to the house, up the stairs to his room
his speed was riveting, he swarmed and he zoomed
shut the door quickly, and sat on his bed
his mother walked in, his faced turned quite red

in suspicion she asks, what did you do
chewing on gum, a bubble he blew
James one more time, tell me the truth
don't test my limits, ill ground your whole youth

she slowly walks over, and James starts to squirm
her tone went from questioning, to talking real firm
James looks to his mom, ill never climb that oak tree
for what he was doing, and what he wanted to see

that pretty girl Jess, he lives for to tease
ill never do it again, he promises please
second floor bedroom, belongs to sweet Jess
James climbed that oak, to see her undress

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