Yes it was like a test.

There were two lovers, who were openly displaying their affection

This action did not for one moment caught the attention of two old gentlemen

They then began to talk and compare about the day they were courting

And the way they had to operate, no like how these youngsters were doing.

In our time we had to be very discrete and had to meet secretly
those that she went to church, was the biggest and best opportunity

And when you were talking and happened to see her daddy

He would look at you with such a look that made you feel so uneasy

Any touching even though you did it deliberately, had to make it look an accident

Because one had to be careful, as that action she my show some resentment

But as time progressed and there was some holding of hands

There was that feeling of winning the greatest prize in the land.

That kiss permitted which was most often on the cheek

Made you feel as though you could dance for a week

And when there was that moment when the lips area

That most certainly promoted a feeling of such euphoria.

By now you felt that you should come visit her at home

No suddenly showing up like the place is your own

There was that action of writing the parents for permission

In which you will of course state the extent of your intention

This letter mush be well written, with such impeccable grammar

In that, you will get help from a friend or a school teacher

Using words and expression, even poetry to create that impression

Because this a moment consider to a very important occasion.

Permission grated, on that day you arrive looking quite dapper

Clothes well pressed pant seams sharp like a giant cutter

And shoes well polished and shiny smooth like a mirror

Reflecting the light but there is nothing bright about your terror.

After knocking at the house entering, exercising such decorum

Like an interview waiting until you are told to sit down

Then you will see father, mother uncles and aunt giving you glances

This was enough to cause fear and my how off the face the perspiration really bounces

How you were bombarded with question coming from all directions

Man it look as though it was a crafted by those in the inquisition

By standing firm and your answers reflect those intentions

But do not think that because you were in, there should be relaxation.

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