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The 50's

The 50's

A Poem by Rain
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Everyone dances to the music of their own time.. Written for a contest..for fun

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Everyone dances to the music of their own time
I danced in the 50's when the beat was mine
Collar turned up, hair combed back
Elvis in the blood, Little Richard on track
Me and Carole Houle, every Friday night
Long black hair swinging in the star's shine light
Jim Dandy, don't you be no fool
Jim Dandy came to the rescue
Ain't no fighting, just a dance contest
Shake Sugaree is what we did best
Give me the 50's and sweet Peggy Sue
"In the Still of the Night" I remember you
First love a calling, I won't forget the thrill
A new sound coming off of "Blue Berry Hill."
Unless you lived it, you'll never understand
We buried Pat Boone and his "Letters in the Sand"
Bobby soxs, cherry cokes, swingin' pony tails
Souped up cars,cruisin' main,and those "Happy Trails"
Black sound's blasting making you weak in the knees
The King of Soul begging... Please,Please,Please
You can have every single decade past
Give me back the 50's, when the mold was cast

© 2009 Rain


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A funtastic look back, buried old Pat in his white Bucks eh? yeah, Dick Clark and Wolfman Jack brought us into the sixties and the Beatniks became hippies protesting the war. I missed the fifties but was watching every move in the sixties...my earliest memories are of a dead president and the civil rights struggle. The fifties seemed a time of innocence, a calm before the storm of the sixties. I always liked the idea of sock hops and soda shops. Happy Days indeed. Great write.

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Wow good job! I love that song Blue Berry Hill!

Posted 15 Years Ago


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Each to their own I date back to the thirties but my time was the forties.Now I am too old to jitterbug

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Great as always my friend and lots of titles of Songs that I have not thought of in many years. I had ten years in the 50's and do remember watching bandstand (think that was on then) and hearing the great songs back over the years. What a nice look back. I hope your weekend will bring you the smiles that I visualized you having as you wrote this new Title to go along with all of your other greats.

Hugs,
Lesa

Posted 15 Years Ago


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