The best thing in life
Without exception
Is chocolate fudge
Down on the boardwalk

Until you’re old enough
To buy some for the girl
You saw on the beach
Or diving through waves

Glistening in the sun
Like a teenaged Aphrodite
Set free from her parents
Set free from islands

Across the pond

The best thing ever
Is to sit with her
On the bench
By that beach

Smiling a goofy smile
She’s just fine with
And your thick glasses
And your shield-size braces

She doesn’t care
She just looks at you
Then the fudge
Then you again

In the sun
In the sun

— by Douglas Pinson