in our house on campus
\nMark was the sophisticated college guy
\nwith a posh English accent
\nliving in a tiny room all by itself
\nat the foot of the stairs
\nhe was immaculately groomed
\nwore an Ascot
\nsmoked a pipe
\nand read Greek and German<\/p>\n
my roommate and I were
\nfreshmen
\nhe a hick from upstate New York
\nI a sophisticate from
\nthe north Ontario bush
\nwe had gone to Mark
\nto ask what he thought
\nwe should buy to drink
\non our first university dates<\/p>\n
There’s nothing like a bottle of Madeira<\/em><\/p>\n he said<\/p>\n would you he said<\/p>\n There’s nothing like a bottle of Madeira<\/em><\/p>\n and agreed<\/p>\n we were so excited but I do remember how I think I agree<\/p>\n There’s nothing like a bottle of Madeira<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" in our house on campus Mark was the sophisticated college guy with a posh English accent living in a tiny room all by itself at the foot of the stairs he was immaculately groomed wore an Ascot smoked a pipe … Continue reading
\nbuy it for us
\nsince we’re not twenty-one
\nwe said
\nvolunteering to pay for it<\/p>\n
\nheading out with
\nour bottle and
\nour girls
\nI don’t remember the date
\nI sort of remember the girl
\nand the bottle<\/p>\n
\ntwo guys had to
\nhelp me up the stairs
\nto my room well after curfew
\nand how I wanted
\nto go up horizontally
\nand I remember how
\nhung-over we both were
\nthe next morning<\/p>\n