This is a poem about Jerome's first time.

My First Time

by Jerome Lafaire

The sky was dark
The moon was high
We were alone just her and I
Her hair was brown,
Her eyes were too
I knew just what she wanted to do
So with my courage I did my best
I placed my hand upon her breast
I trembled and shook and felt her heart
Slowly she spread her legs apart
I knew she was ready
But I didnt know how
It was my first try at milking a cow

from English Class 12-03-02
Third Poem of the Day