It was blue shoes of suede DA hair, Teddy bear Rock me Roll me Round the clock Dancing with my lady Throwing her up Then catching her down Spinning her round, Can’t stop my feet Rock and roll beat Running in my veins It’s the rhythm in my heart The birth of modern music The fifties What a start
In winter cold despite log fire, my evenings spent in toasting self before the peats dug from bog moss, the glow of gluhwein coursing...
A visitor, unwanted, knocks, not mine the choice of whether stays, eviction can’t now be achieved, so how to greet this one at door, now...
The Gentleman’s club (This is so wrong on so many levels) There they all were in the Gentleman’s club, all gathered together, the great...
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