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The Tracks Of My Years
The Tracks Of My Years
We sat cross legged in summer dusk
A smoky haze passing through
Admired artwork airbrushed
In fantastic swirls of colour
Reading words in synchronised
Staccato with the music
Flowing from the stereo
Simpler times
Longer hair
No aching joints
I wish we could do that again
But friends disappear like exhaled smoke
And some a...
Thursday 16th June 2022 7:30 pm
Disco
When I go to the disco I always seem to find
This is the best possible place for me to unwind.
There's loud music with smoke and flashing lights,
With everyone excited at the noise and these sights.
One can dance all night or just soak up the fun,
And whatever may happen, the party goes on.
One must hear the rhythm, then move to the beat,
While you jig or boogie or shuffl...
Friday 1st November 2019 5:04 pm
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