Buddy Holly and Roy Orbison remembered here, tonight,
on the Knights of Columbus stage. It’s been awhile, but
inebriated seniors belt out fragmentary lyrics.
How much do they remember about teen-agers in love?
I move quickly to stack chairs along the wall
so that grandma won’t break her hip as she sock-hops
with grandpa and those cureless summertime blues.
The band takes requests, but not Little Richard
(goodness gracious you can’t be serious!)
instead it’s 1-2-3 o’clock rock, at least until
11:30 when the band says, “we love ya’. Goodnight.”
on the Knights of Columbus stage. It’s been awhile, but
inebriated seniors belt out fragmentary lyrics.
How much do they remember about teen-agers in love?
I move quickly to stack chairs along the wall
so that grandma won’t break her hip as she sock-hops
with grandpa and those cureless summertime blues.
The band takes requests, but not Little Richard
(goodness gracious you can’t be serious!)
instead it’s 1-2-3 o’clock rock, at least until
11:30 when the band says, “we love ya’. Goodnight.”
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