Black and white image of a woman’s lips.
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My very first kiss
with someone other than grandma,
mummy, daddy, my niece
or the cat,
was with the other “poor kid”
on a scholarship to our posh school —
a nice boy who also felt he had something to prove.

It came in the form of a dare
roared on by rugby boys he needed to like him…