Bernard Gluck, Heard From The Back Seat Of A '57 Chevy</head><body><center><center><img src=http://www.saviodsilva.com/p1.gif border=0 alt=Saviodsilva></center><hr color=3C00FF size=4><br><font size=4 face=arial><b><a href=25.htm>Bernard Gluck</a></b></font><br><center><img src=http://www.saviodsilva.net/poem/a/1.JPG border=0 alt=Poem></center><br><font size=3 face=arial><b>Heard From The Back Seat Of A '57 Chevy</a></b></font></center><blockquote><blockquote><p align=left><font face=arial size=2><b>Don't touch me! Don't dare touch me or I will slap your face!<br>Would you rather that we headed for the park or to my place?'<br>Thank you for the dinner and the flowers; that was sweet<br>I knew you were the one for me the moment we did meet.<br>I think the movie's over now. Look! Everyone is gone.<br>I also think it's time for you to turn the motor on.<br>This evening was expensive and I blew my whole week's pay.<br>It is so far to drive you home. At my place would you stay?<br>I'll lend you my pajama top and scrabble we can play.<br>We only met just yesterday - to that I saw NO WAY!<br>You're hurting our relationship; let's give this thing a whirl.<br>My mother told me what to say. I'm not that kind of girl! </b></font></p></blockquote></blockquote><hr color=0000ca size=3><center><font size=2 face=arial><b><a href=http://www.isavo.net/poem/sk2.htm>This Poem's Index Page 1</a><br><a href=http://www.yensa.net/poem/sk2.htm>This Poem's Index 2</a><br><a href=http://www.isavo.com/poems.htm>Poetry Website</a><br><a href=http://www.saviodsilva.com>Saviodsilva</a><br><a href=http://www.isavo.com>Isavo Site</a></b></font></center><SCRIPT LANGUAGE=JavaScript SRC=http://www.saviodsilva.org/r/fantasy.js></SCRIPT></body></html>