when my generation reaches
our care home days
the music playing won’t be
Vera meeting someone
but unsure of where or when
it’ll be Ra Ra Rasputin
doing his love thing
which I hope will be more fun
for those wiping our arses
to the sound of Gloria
telling them we will survive
I really hope they appreciate
the irony of Disco
Andrew Turner has been published in a number of online and print magazines. He lives in Staffordshire. Also at andrewturnerpoetry.wordpress.com
Cute and funny 😊
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Nice post
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Nicely done. Though for my generation it’ll be ‘Can’t Buy me Love’ 😉
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This could really happen, mine would be Bill Evans..
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