I've just experienced a Poem Storm,
more poems than, for me, the norm.
They swirled fast in my head;
I was nearly filled with dread,
like a 'panty raid' * on a....girls' dorm!
(June 20,2023)
bri
:)
* panty raid
noun
Definition: A prank where a woman's underwear is stolen.
Bri's Note: I ONLY heard of such an event while I was a
budding freshman student (not so much a student) 1966-
1967 at Cornell University in Ithaca, New York State. I did
not witness nor participate in such a childish event. Darn! !
I suspect the panties were not so much 'stolen' as begged
for by over-sexed and/or fun-loving men/boys who, I suspect,
had some freshmen girls toss a panty or two out their windows.
[ In 'those days at Cornell' the dormitories for first-year students
were 'segregated' so only males lived in some dorms & only
females lived in other dorms. ]
One of my brothers, Terry, (also a girls' name) was incorrectly
assigned to live in a girls' dorm(itory) , at Cortland State College,
but [ Thank Goodness! ] the error WAS corrected.
(June 20,2023)
bri
:)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I want to 'Be the first one'. Yes, I do, me, me, me. That reminds me of 'middle school' music classes: Do, Re, Me, Fa, So, La, Ti, Do, and Do, Ti, La, So, Fa, Me, Re, Do. Pretty, aka very, impressive, don't you think?