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My Dear Cheri

Once upon a time, many years ago, I met a girl named Cheri.
It was on 44th Avenue in San Francisco. I was parked in front
of a buddy of mine's home, where inside a couple of more buddy's of mine were practicing their garage band. I was not
part of the band, I played the accordion. Anyway, while I was
sitting in my Corvair pick up truck, this young girl walked by
walking her big white dog. I think it was some kind of Poodle
and I think his name was Pepe. Let's get back to the girl.

I started talking to this girl. I found out her name was Cheri.
I don't know what it was about Cheri, but, as we were talking
I found myself becoming very attracted to her. She had a way
of talking and a special way of walking and on top of that
she was very cute too. Even though she was about 3 years
younger, I didn't care. I was immediately crazy about Cheri.

TO BE CONTINUED...