a meeting at an oak tree

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So, met when we were 16, eventually broke up when I was 21
I'd come ’round to hers at two or three A.M.
And climb up the living room window to get to her bedroom window
She said her dad wasn't in
Went into her room
And then about two hours later
When I was inevitably, completely naked
We heard a knock at the door and she knew it was her dad
And in a sort of, kind of, infant, penguin waddle,
I scraped the trousers back up my legs and put my shoes on
So I left through the entrance, the usual entrance, the window
Still unclothed, dropped onto the floor while she distracted the father
I ran 'round the corner to a known oak tree
and gave her a call with two instructions:
Come as soon as possible and please bring me a banana
And her dad never knew