Late one night I was out bowling

At my local center, on a lane.

In reality I was out trolling,

Hoping to release this pain.

She stopped by, just to say hello.

Stayed awhile for a game.

I couldn't speak, knees turned to Jello,

My game has just never been the same.

Though my lust finally did mellow.

11/10/1980

Author's Note: I worked my way through college as the Counter Manager of a 64 lane center.... oh Gawd, never call it a Bowling Alley!

Posted on 01/01/2008
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