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First Date, First Pantoum

Her thoughts during her first date mostly consisted of Is he going to kiss me? Should I kiss him? Oh God, please don't let me fuck this up Is he going to kiss me? Girls can make the first move, right? Oh God, please don't let me fuck this up If anyone could screw it up, it'd be me Girls can make the first move, right? Socially awkward girls can't though If anyone could screw it up, it'd be me She couldn't mess anything up, no not tonight Socially awkward girls can't though Wait, he's leaning in! She couldn't mess anything up, no not tonight She's like a deer in headlights and doesn't know what to do Wait, he's leaning in! If she could rewind time, this is the part she would pull him close She's like a deer in headlights who doesn't know what to do Why doesn't someone write an instruction guide on this shit? If she could rewind time, this is the part she would pull him close But no, she pulled away Why doesn't someone write an instruction guide on this shit? "Your breathe smells like popcorn." Is the lame excuse she chose But no, she pulled away Is it too late to kiss him? "Your breath smells like popcorn." Is the lame excuse she chose Her thoughts during her first date mostly consisted of
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Written by
theia-gwen
American
Published
Jan 25, 2014
Lines·Words
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My first pantoum reliving the events of my first date. And yes, I actually said "Your breath smells like popcorn." Needless to say, I regret it completely. The last stanza makes no sense and I had to alter the second line just to make it sound better. It was my first pantoum though, and I deserve a cookie for trying. I like to think that the last line makes a little bit of sense because the girl(me) keeps reliving her first date and her thoughts and where it went wrong and what she would have done differently given the opportunity.

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