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Feb 2016
By : Cedric McClester

I remember those games
That we used to play
I remember them all
Like it was yesterday
One two three red light
First you ran then stayed
You either won or lost
By the mistakes you made

Boys played rough games
Girls Hopscotch and Jacks
Until they both discovered
That opposites attract
Then the boys couldn’t wait
To get the girls on their backs
To get notches on their belts
For their number of sacks

I remember games like
Hot Beans and Butter
How you’d say it three times
Like you had a stutter
I remember when I put
Those games away
And I recall the new ones
That I learned to play

Boys played rough games
Girls Hopscotch and Jacks
Until they both discovered
That opposites attract
Then the boys couldn’t wait
To get the girls on their backs
To get notches on their belts
For their number of sacks

I remember them all
I remember their names
See we all grew up
And learned different games
For different rewards
We had different aims
But that’s how it is
For guys and dames

I’m a little bit older
But my soldier is *****
And as it gets bigger
It’s easier to detect
And the girls I approach
Often lose their self-respect
When the third drink goes down
But hey what the heck

The boys played rough games
Girls hopscotch and Jacks
Until they both discovered
That opposites attract
Then the boys couldn’t wait
To get the girls on their backs
And get notches on their belts
For their number of sacks
Written by
Cedric McClester  New York, New York
(New York, New York)   
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