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Daniel A. Stafford10/4/2000 4:53:07 PM
2/4/2010 8:45:53 AM
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Halloween Costumes & High School Fashions:

As a little child, dress-up meant to me,
Being the coolest monster,
On a Trick-or-Treat October spree.
My favorite shirt looked like Will Robinson's,
Poor kid so lost in space.
Remember the robot's warning,
Or the fear in Doc Smith's face?
My sister loved being a dinosaur,
Mom had sewed it so well,
She laughed giggled growls,
Dragging a long green tail.
I looked like a giant bear,
Smoking a huge cigar,
Fedora hat on my furry head,
A laughing grizzly guy.

In high school, dress-up meant to me,
Long hair, feathered back,
And the biggest bells on bottoms,
Flared out jeans making me as cool as I could be.
Looking for approval in my schoolmates' eyes.
Sis was wearing halter tops,
Painted on jeans our style,
Adidas or cool Nike's, the shoes with which to go,
In a seventies kind of glow.
I remember oh, so well, looking just like the TV show,
My Mom had that hair, and we all used hair dryers that blow.
Madison Wisconsin, a cool place to be,
Although there were kids a lot cooler than me,
My friends joined in and we fit in our places,
Trying our best to be,
Cooler than cool, all of you and me.

As an adult, dressing-up means to me,
Nice clothes and neat hair,
Shaved and pressed respectable,
But when I want to kick back,
Hang with friends casually,
I still love seventies clothes,
I can't kick high school out of me.

You see, it's the child inside I will always be.

AquarianM

By: Daniel A. Stafford
(C)2000



By: Daniel A. Stafford

Author's Comments

I guess I want to point out that none of us ever
really "grows up". We all remain that teenager we
were at heart, no matter what the calendar reads.
You learn not to do some things, and that others
are still good, so you do the things you really
hope, are happy and well understood.

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Janine Danielspinnys@hotmail.comwww.spinnys.com10/4/2000 5:19:31 PM
I was one of those kids who used to wish I could
be like you cool people (watching from the outside).
Big family, no money, only allowed to wear school uniforms,
pouring over the fashions in magazines and on TV. But still...
even if reality said no, my imagination kept me up with the
"latest fashions" .... *S*

 
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