i washed my car for.
waxed.
bending over the bumpers
with a chamois
cloth under the shade tree.
wiping down
the seats,
the windows.
putting a shine on everything.
i got a haircut too.
maybe a new pair pants,
a pair of shoes.
i even took a long hot
shower, and shaved
what there was to shave
at that young age.
and then dabbed on each
cheek, a small puddle
of Grey Flannel,
or Canoe.
she was the kind of girl,
a girl i washed my car for.
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