What does Bobbie know about taking

 Her clothes off slowly,

 except for her gym shoes

 From track when her arms are tired

 from racing with the air.

 It could be she leaned to swing her hips

 The width of the parkway

 To get the football star to notice

 Her smile, her red hair, glowing like the scores

 Above the bleachers.

 Caboom.

 And the ball drops,

 And Bobbie's

 blouse slips off her sweaty skin

 Like sprinkles on her first birthday cake

 And the movie plays on

 Without parental guidance

 And a director.