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In Keeping hope alive, Love, Poetry, Stories on January 30, 2015 at 6:58 pm

ballroom

by Paul Coleman

Seems so long ago
I know it wasn’t yesterday
I wore my mohair black pants
And black suede shoes.

A funky ballroom, Smoky singing
“Lum de lum de li ah”
Mrs. Brown’s daughter by my side
The Mashed Potato, the Twist
Claudine looking fly
In her tight skirt and white blouse
Filled to the brim.

 Oh we were perfect
Perfect in every way
On the dance floor
On the street.

Life was good and time stood still
Had to be back by twelve midnight,
A little kiss, a belly rub, innocent
And slowly strutting home,
Head cocked high
In my mohair pants
And black suede shoes.

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