Excellent I'm ashamed of myself, not really. Summer 1955 by Willie P. Smith Summer Memories contest entry

I  threw a party in fifty-five, Teens from the County soon arrived. Looking back at the things we did, It's a miracle we all survived.   One hundred teens More or less, The exact number  Is anyone's guess.   A fairly large creek Ran near our farm. The girls wanted to go swimming, I saw no harm.   Some of the girls  Just wanted to get wet, What happened next, I'll never forget.   The boys all promised, They wouldn't peek If the girls skinny-dipped, Down at the creek.   Some of the boys Just couldn't stay away, They wanted to see the girls  In full display.   The girls knew  The boys would peek, If they skinny dipped Down at the creek.   They all decided Not to skinny dip, Looked like the boys Just wasted a trip.   Boys will be boys, We all agree, And I'm no exception, I also wanted to see.   Author Notes We were just curious young boys. Have I put this poem in the wrong section?

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