on University and Alafaya
because of the song Peaches
by The Presidents of the United States of America.
we had a lot of quarters
and 40 minutes of Peaches
wasn't funny to anyone but us,
after ordering pancakes for the table.
I told the off-duty cop
it was a song for those who speed
through school zones;
he did not understand the non sequitur.
on my way out,
I put my last quarter in the grabby claw machine
by the front door,
surprisingly winning a stuffed giraffe.
I gave it to a gorgeous gal
with long red hair,
wearing a hockey jersey
and eating with her boyfriend.
living by the highway
back then, back when
I pulled an Irish exit
and walked home to grow up.