I lost my virginity In the backseat Of a '52 Ford. I was a clumsy youth Eager to please Without knowing what I was suppose to do. She was gentle And guided me To manhood.
Reason for writing:
Lately, as I read about the great moral controversies in this country, I recall more clearly growing up in the 50s. In some ways, those were the good old days, and even our vices seem minor in comparison to what we see today.
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