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Class of 93

A quarter flip, skinny dip Cool creek, full of trout Homerun hit, tobacco spit Moonshine night out Team shirt, center dirt Fastballs were a breeze Mini skirt, fun to flirt Weakness in the knees Dirt pile, crooked smile Pray before the pitch Worth while, drunk dial Bronco in the ditch Dad’s pissed, slapped wrist Shotgun in the dodge Can’t miss, first kiss Cow tippin, giggin frogs Had a blast, gone fast Class of 93 Raise a glass, to my class The way things used to be

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Date: 7/21/2018 10:41:00 AM
Made me smile Anna. All the drama of young adult hood, alas, sounds much more fun than mine was.
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Date: 7/18/2018 11:01:00 PM
25 years fly by...you are too young to have a 25th reunion :)
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Anna Hopper
Date: 7/19/2018 12:50:00 PM
And it is about a boy lol
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Anna Hopper
Date: 7/19/2018 12:40:00 PM
Lol, fiction
Date: 7/18/2018 10:04:00 PM
I love it! <3
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