First Time Making Out Poem by Ima Ryma

First Time Making Out



Can't remember exactly when
Kissing became more positive.
As a young kid, made faces then,
As kisses Mom and Dad would give.
Saw lots of kisses on T.V.
And in the movies lips did lock.
There came that day when kissing be
Something appealing to me - shock!
But who would I make out with first?
Made lists of folks who came to mind.
But what if I kissed awful worst?
So a practice plan I designed.

The first time that I did make out
Was on the bathroom mirror, no doubt.

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