Buster and Wendy

It started at the senior prom,
Prescott High School dance was on,
Wendy danced. Swayed right in time.
Buster danced. Spun on a dime.

Blonde hair flowed past her waist,
Smart and fun, dressed with taste.
Then in the car on Make-out Hill
Kissing came. It was a thrill.

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Wendy laid down the rules.
Said, “Hey! my man, forget your plan.
Keep your hands on your own land.
I know that's hard, but that's our plan.

We fogged-up car windows a plenty,
But her standards were never empty
When our furnace got really hot,
We'd stop ‘n talk.   Then drive 'round town a lot.

Dated all that year. Kept the red line near.
Didn’t cross once. She sparked my fear.
She said: “Easy there, Romeo.
This ain't no rodeo.”

I loved her kisses, not a few.
Yes, she had Fire. This I knew.
Had burning sparks but standards high,
Oh, what a kisser. Made me fly.

And she would say,
"Goodnight. Not tonight.
— some day, it’s all right!”

Then one day, Wendy said,
“Let’s go now. It’s Vegas time.
Find a chapel now. Everything’s fine,
You must know what’s on my mind.
Let’s marry now and feel the glow.