Pop?

by amy   May 24, 2005


We talked on the phone last night,
We decided to bring it in a water bottle,
I act like a pro,
Ive done this before,
I want to try stuff new.
You say its called 151,
And it knocks you out after 3,
Then I get excited,
And I beg for some.
The next day at track practice,
You bring me some to drink,
Its in a 7 up can,
And you act like a man.
You beg me to try it right away,
Even with coach standing right there,
I refuse and say later ok.
Coach comes up to me,
And I really don’t want to get caught,
I hand the bottle to him,
Without a single thought.
Now this “pop” will be your trouble,
Now I really don’t care,
At least I wont get caught with it,
But you should’ve never dared.

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