A Calf Love Crisis

I couldn’t be more sure

Of all the nostalgia I’d endure,

If I were to explore

A calf love crisis

That was so hard to cure,

 

How your mummy, she knew mine,

They’d been friends

For a little time,

And the time that you explained,

Your first name, it was Jane,

 

I really loved you, Jane,

But you only

Gave me pain,

You said ‘hello’ the first,

But it only ended for the worst.

 

In our local swimming pool,

I swam so close to you,

Did you smirk

To your bob-haired friend,

Between the deep and the shallow end?

 

So I just shyly slinked away,

Feeling such a fool that day,

Pet Clark reinforced

My bitter woe,

Singing My Love on the radio,

 

I really loved you, Jane,

But you only

Gave me pain,

You said ‘hello’ the first,

But it only ended for the worst.


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HsdwgdtCigk

Author's Notes/Comments: 

A Calf Love Crisis existed in its original form as a song written when I was around 19 in memory of an early love of mine, an especially painful case of calf love suffered during swimming classes in West London as I remember it, before being reworked in 2003, and then again in 2015; with a freshly edited version being prepared in June 2017.

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Jesster's picture

Calf love

That's like puppy love? I read it that way. Never heard the term calf love before.


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Carl_Halling's picture

That's right...

...puppy love, like the old song, but I thought the lesser known term of calf love would be better. Carl.


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Jesster's picture

It translates

I figured it was a British thing. I like it. 


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Carl_Halling's picture

Yes, it's a good one...

It's original so I used it, but I've never known anyone else to use it, maybe it's old-fashioned, but 'puppy love' is quite common here.


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