Category: Unplugged

The Song

Children in groups,

they knock on doors

and step on the toes

of unpleasant foes

they sing old carols

and cheeriness befalls

they eat chocolate balls

and ignore mother’s calls

‘Cos they find their calling

in a season’s greeting.

Gaping Gap

Flurry skirts swirled

Tropical shirts followed

The Beatles bug surfaced

And flip phones were hip

Jumpsuits and wristbands

Meant fashion, not health

Curly blondes and redheads

Had dinner with Jackson

With a pop tart for dessert

They turned the page over

That turns the world over

Mini’s the new skirt

And tank tops make the day

Beatles are broken records

While phones have an extra i

Jumpsuits mean business

Semi-casual and sensuous

Straight cuts date pixie styles

While Harry Styles hums away

But let’s skip the dessert

Cos’ I’m on a strict diet.