Larry Schwartz was a nice guy,
And he was really popular.
To be invited to lunch with
Larry and the guys
Was worth a lot.
It was an easy decision to toss
Mom’s sandwich,
A good salami with mustard on
Rye,
(Telling them it was just a
cream cheese and jelly.)
In favor of being one of the
boys.
From time to time Gail Smith was
Larry’s girlfriend.
Gail was unattached
When we accidentally meet on
Avenue U one year later.
It was very nice, talking to
this pretty girl.
We said goodbye without my
getting her phone number,
Without my inviting her to a
Saturday movie,
Without my doing anything that
might be constructive.
I was a fifteen year old with
few social skills, in torment.
If I had a fresh salami sandwich
It might have led to our sitting
on a park bench.
I sure wished I had that
sandwich to share with Gail.
Did I say Gail was really nice
and very pretty?
We could have gone to the
movies,
Maybe held hands.
I would have walked her home,
And she would have become my
girlfriend.
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