Betty Jo

Two young lovers sat in an old Chevy

parked in a low embankment near a river

across from an old Jewish cemetery.

As they hugged, a policemen tapped

on the driver’s window and asked,

“Can you handle your beautiful young

lady?  If so, I’ll wait up the hill until

you can find a better place.”

Wit that, he smiled and we moved with

relieved smiles of our own.

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Autobiographical *g*

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