The Submarine Races

I got my driver’s license, soon after I turned sixteen;
In the Summer of 1960, coolest thing I’d ever seen!
And then I got the wheels, to travel to-and-fro;
And there was a venue I’d never been to, that I was eager so to go!
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All I needed was a hot date, to visit this sacred place;
Then after dark, down by the river, to watch “The Submarine Races”!
Of course, it was just a metaphor, a code name that we all knew;
To get a girl to the river, and then make out with you!
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It took not long to be successful, I called a cutie pie girl;
She said “yes” when I asked her, to give The Submarine Races a whirl!
They turned out to be the greatest, the outcome so abrupt;
Submerged in seas of passion, as my periscope went up!
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Submarine Races
Submerged in deep passion
Try to fathom it